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While his minions scrounged for Cabal explosives, Phokass continued walking down the hall. In the distance, far down the corpse-littered path, he could make out a change in the structure. It was no longer ice, but a blue metallic material, warped into odd geometric shapes.

"We have reached the Sapphire Bastion," Phokass murmured. "Prime help us."