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Sauron leaned close to the enraged Archon's face and spat. Then, reaching back with his damaged, twitching hand, he ripped the Ether tubes from the Archon's mask. The Fallen priest roared and collapsed, releasing Sauron as he began to choke in Europa's Etherless environment. Picking up his sword from the ground, Sauron strode over, his eyes and sword aflame with Void energy and purest rage.

He leaned down over the kneeling Archon and whispered.

"Here's a secret for you to keep for me. I'm not really right handed. You snarling cur."

"Now get thee gone to Hell."

The Archon looked up and released a strangled cry of bitter defeat and anger. Sauron raised the sword over his head and cleaved the snarling Fallen's head from his neck. He grabbed it by the headdress and began to limp into the Relay Station, sword dangling from his damaged right hand.

(Note: Never bet against an Exo when death is on the line!)