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Karak moved toward the doorway of the first Sword compound, encountering no resistance. He keyed his comlink, speaking to the Guardians in his much-improved English.

"Brothers, Guardians; I have reached the Swords, and I sense Fallen inside. The way is open, but there may be a trap yet unsprung. The Storms are crafty, and-"

A buzzing crackle was heard as several dozen Storms appeared behind Karak. A Captain stepped forward, jamming the barrel of his Shrapnel Launcher against the back of Karak's head. The Vandal turned and raised all four of his hands, placing the upper two behind his head, and continued to speak.

"The trap is sprung, brothers. There are many Storms here. It seems that I am captured, but despair not. You know what you need to do, and-"

With a sharp blow, Karak was knocked unconcious, his transmission suddenly cutting off.

The Captain turned to a group of Dreg, who had emerged from within the Swords complex via the large blast doors.

"Take him within, and await our Archon's return. This is the one we have been searching for. The one who betrayed us for the apes."

As Karak was dragged off, the other Fallen returned to their stations, awaiting the Guardians' arrival.