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"Oh, how I love those words..." He silently says to himself before pulling out the flaming Hammmer of Sol.

The Valus staggered and saw the Guardian running towards him, hammer ablaze. It tries to pull up it's Projection Rifle, but it's too late. Ves smashes him with the hammer, one swing after the next, and the next, and the next, until finally: The corpse is burnt away, leaving only his charred helmet and weaponry left.



"Let's hope so...The Cabal don't have word of his death yet, though, so let's go help Rasputin take care of his little rhino problem. Set a target on the Seraphim Vault."

The Ghost buzzes with energy and light as it moves towards the Huntress, it's Brave Shell glimmering in the sunlight of the Cosmodrome.



It glides back towards the Titan, a few yards away.



"Not yet. As important as it is, Artemis could get the wrong idea with me working with the Scorch Hunters."