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Scythe roared in pain as one of the rounds grazed his arm. He armed an Arc Grenade and threw it at the hidden sniper. The Hunter then activated his invisibility and began to creep from cover to cover, looking for targets. He was tired, hungry, and angry, and he could only go home after these scavs were dead. Seeing the Pikes reduced to scrap, he quickly gave up on the idea of stealing one, and instead focused on killing as many of the recently-arrived troopers as possible.

He snuck up to one who was taking shelter in the lee of a rock formation, and drew his blades. "Luna shall be thine grave, wastrel!" he whispered in Fallen as he rammed a sword through the cultist's back. He propped the corpse up against the rock, in an effort to hide the blood. He repeated the process several more times with some perimiter guards. As he approached the last one before the Hellmouth, he simply whacked the cultist on the head with the hilt of his sword and had his Ghost transmat the extremely unfortunate human away.

As Scythe, still invisible, crept toward the entrance to the Hellmouth, he noticed Sara cowering in a corner. Considering that it was quite unlike Titans to show fear, something must have happened while he was out stabbing. "You ok, kid?" he whispered as his invisibility wore off. Hearing no response, he simply growled "Fuck it. Arxus is down. He needs us to keep our shit together if we want to get him back."