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Flint and his team were equiped with atomosphere suits, hence they were able to withstand the cloud of toxins that lay before them. Those cultists not so fortunate enough to have said equipment, gasped and coughed, as the died slowly and painfully.

"Leave them we have to keep moving," Flint ordered. The rest of the team made their way towards the service elevators which were covered by group a Fallen vandals led by a captain. Flint threw a grenade towards the hostile targets the detonation killed many of the bunched up vandals before they had time to react. The rest of the cultists used their shotguns to fill the area with a wall of buckshot, once they'd dealt with the guards the cultists then proceeded to enter the lift. Sending them on a course for the engine room.

Meanwhile above much of the cultist opposition had been decimated, the majority of the cultist were choking on toxic gas while the rest of them had been slain by the combined forces of the Fallen, and guardians. To them it seemed as though the fight had been won.

On the bridge of the freighter teh darkbringer stared at the ketch waiting for the time to strike, he then began to laugh maniacally as he remebered about how those mutants came to be.

Yes, he thought, ''a failed attempt to create super soldiers equivalent to guardians amongst our ranks. A pity it failed. Soon it will be time for us to srike but until then, the predator will wait amongst the tall grass waiting to pounce on its prey. ''