Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-1524575-20170111071838/@comment-5650583-20170128144449

"It went fine?" Scythe hissed. "It went FINE?! Chorrin fucking died! You call that fine?!" If there was one thing Scythe couldn't stand from other Guardians, it was an inability to remember the dead. As long as someone was remembered, they were never truly gone.

The Bladedancer summoned his Ghost. "What do you say, Ghost? Ready to kill some Vex?"

< Sure. >

He turned to Arxus. "Ah, what the hell. Count me in."