Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150307231018/@comment-5650583-20150425120841

107.196.174.179 wrote: Rhall's shield, while strong, had not had a chance to regenerate over the course of his charge, and tussle with Sauron. The rocket slammed into his chest and detonated, tearing down the remaining 40% of his shield and launching the archon off the side of the roof and onto the snowy ground below. The blast had melted and deformed the outer layer of his armour, and those wolfpack rounds that found weakpoints in it tore into his flesh with solar burn and shrapnel. As the archon picked himself up, the rocket was followed by Sauron's sword, thrown with the last of the titan's strength. The blade skipped across his chestplate, and tore a burning gash across a point breached by a wolfpack seeker. The archon howled in rage as his vandals climbed atop the roof and tore into the front door with shock blades. (Something tells me Rhall could really use that Servitor right about now. "MEDIC!")

Scythe jumped into the access hatch and sprinted across the station's interior to keep up with the others. "Ghost, take the ship to orbit. I'll catch a ride with these guys." Turning to his fellow Guardians, he offered his other Shock Blade. "Anybody want a sword?"