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(You are forgiven Inquisitor. I'm nothing, if not forgiving.)

Curran felt himself begin to calm down, and went to the group that had gathered around Osagia. They told her about Ceruliam, which neary shattered her heart, but Curran was too busy to notice.

The hammer he had picked up from that Cabal was on fire. How was that possible? After slaughtering half of the Cabal force, Curran had gotten a hold of himself and threw the thing away. His Ghost couldn't explain it either.

"This was the head of the Centurion that killed Ceruliam." Romulus said, bringing Curran back into the real world. He saw the helmet on the ground, still containing the head of the Cabal that had worn it.

"I hope Terra and the others are having better luck than we are." He said. Thinking of Terra, he snapped to his right, only to see no one was there. "Wait... Where's Cev?"

Cev had left the group, following a Cabal that had managed to flee from Curran's rampage. He trailed the beast over the muddy plateaus, and watched as it ran down the ridge towards an encampment. Harvesters were docked there, next to several large Cabal huts. "Jackpot." He said.