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Sauron shook himself out of Scythe's grip and grabbed his armor and weapons. Sliding his feet into the boots of the salvage suit as it folded into place around him.

"This thing's got- (violent coughing) triage systems. I'll- be... fine. Talking kinda.. Hurts."

The Ranger stumbled out the door, mumbling to himself.

"Corrupt little [expletive] thinks I'm not worth it...  thinks I can't read the commfeeds... found those files in his ship. Gonna see who he's really working for. Real soon. I'm telling you."

As move Hive rounded the corner, Sauron, using his suit's recoil armature, fired one handed, using his other hand to steady himself against the wall. The heavily wounded Exo stowed his now-empty  rifle and pulled out a trench spike, a particular "good luck charm" that had been found with him when he was resurrected by his Ghost.

"Good a time as any for a little knife fight. Heh. Heheheh. He. [violent cough, retching.]"