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Avgust watched as Scythe stomped out of the room, furrowing his brow as he began to contemplate a response. He however stopped himself, and exhaled audibly as he turned to face Zavala again. «Vy sovershenno ublyudok samostoyatel'no, Scythe.» The Lieutenant muttered under his breath, watching as a set of Guardians including Chorrin and Orkrim entered the room.

Sara watched as Scythe left, upset that he had the nerve to address her mentor like that, seemingly unprovoked as well. As she watched, she set eyes on the new entries to the Hall as well, looking towards Zavala as he would then speak: "I see that one of your Hunters, Cayde; has been keeping secrets from the rest of the City."

Cayde was about to reply, before Avgust elaborated: "We found Scythe in control of the Fallen House of Blades, and in his possession a Ketch along with a variety of Fallen equipment that our City deperately needs. He helped us with our problems with the Storms, but it has become apparent that he has his own priorities in mind. Either way, these Storms fled with a few prototype Exo frames with means to manufacture more. Seeing as Scythe is reluctant to release necessary information, I do believe he has in stock a few prototypes as well.

"But at this time, it isn't our concern that Scythe has possession of these, or that the Storms have fled elsewhere. Although I find it necessary to keep tabs open on both, we have a major threat growing on the edge of our system that is preparing to come down on us. I believe this will call for action, we cannot permit these Bones of Enxor to become something we cannot control."

Avgust paused, as Commander Zavala nodded his head in careful agreement. Ikora and Cayde-6 looked in as well, as Cayde-6 began: "I guess we better start getting things done then. Fireteam Argus has, (in literal and metaphorical expression) prevented a storm coming our way. But the fact that another Hive God is on the rise, we need to do something."

"I think you will find that the Warlocks agree, Lieutenant." Ikora started, "although the success against this House of Storm is up to debate, especially in the area of allying with the Cabal, you and your Fireteam have proved yourselves worthy."

"Indeed." Zavala stated, "Stock up on supplies here at the Tower, and find worthy Guardians to file into your ranks. If we are dealing with a Hive Threat, I also encourage you to discuss this with Eris. Arxus, I will require you to stay and file me a report starting from the last one you filed since you went to Europa. Everyone else, dismissed."

Avgust and Sara straightened, and saluted the Commander, as was the Titan custom. They broke off as soon as Zavala dismissed them, Avgust heading through the long hallway with Shaxx and his Frame. Lord Shaxx simply nodded to the Lieutenant, as Avgust returned the gesture. He hadn't spoken much to Shaxx since the Battle of the Twilight Gap, as he agreed with his commanding officer at the time: Lord Saladin that Shaxx's breach of security to pick off stragglers was rather unnecessary. He however still had respect for Shaxx, and his Crucible.

Heading up the two sets of stairs, Sara then asked Avgust: "So this Scythe character, I hope he is a lot more pleasant than I assume him to be at the minute."

Avgust approached the Vault space which contained old sets of his armour, removing the Iron Regalia which was presented to him by Lord Saladin. Along with the Iron Regalia, the Lieutenant removed his exquisite chestplate: the Crest of Alpha Lupi. Beginning to repair the damaged and ugly plating of his old Armada Type 3 armour, Avgust carefully applied and sealed the beautiful pieces of tree and wolf carving onto the Armada Type 3 set.

"He is a joy." Avgust muttered, "Believes that whatever he comes by and he can take from is his. Much like the Fallen he has as allies. I can thank him for his, 'hospitality' and assistance on Europa. But I honestly doubt he has any real intention to protect this City when he has something else in mind."

"So, he is a ravager then?" Sara asked, before Avgust replied: "Close. But one that walks the thin line of what is sensible and what isn't. Doesn't mean he still isn't a damned wretch, however."

Sealing the final ornate piece of his Iron Regalia armor to his Armada Type 3, Avgust soon glanced with satisfaction over the wonderfully crafted piece of armour. Buckling and sealing it to his bodysuit, Avgust found that the cuts he made to the Armada to mount on the plating from the Armada made it easier for him to move around in, seemingly more light-weight in nature.

Sealing the Crest to his torso, Avgust sealed the attachments onto the shoulder and the back of the armor which would allow him to attach his hard-case backpack to the now ornate set of armour. Sara whistled, approaching Avgust before running her smaller hands over the armour. "I think you may actually be a better artist than a fighter, Avgust." She teased, as Avgust softly nudged her away. "There is an art behind my fighting."

Sara smiled, "Sure. When it isn't you breaking or smashing the closest thing to you, you are an artist in your own right."

Avgust chuckled, looking back to the Hall of Champions before heading back down the stairs to where the Vanguards were discussing with the members of his Fireteam.