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"Me? Careful?" Scythe turned as he walked down the hall. "Where's the fun in that?"

As for what he was going to do after all this was over, Scythe honestly had no idea. Probably just go back to what he and the Blades had been doing since the beginning; pick through the ruins of pre-Collapse cities for any tech and knowledge they could use, then use that to continue building a home for themselves.

He knew there was no going back to The City. Well, almost no going back. First, he needed a new ship and some new armor. The matte black Dustwalker set that he was wearing was in tatters and covered in Hive ash and lunar regolith. Scythe had lived under Cayde's metal thumb long enough. If there was an extremely important piece of intel that must be passed along, he still had a few channels to get it to The City.