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Avgust holstered his 'Thing Which I Hold', as he listened to the broadcast made by Orkrim. He was trying to keep the Fireteam under control, but they seemed to run on the basis of whatever course of action they chose over working together as a team unit. And to be honest, he was getting sick of having to pull the Guardians apart every time they disagreed with each other. He turned heel on Scythe first, walking up to him as he would motion Sauron over as well. "What the «ad» matters the most to you two? We will not turn against each other, especially with the enemy being so close to slitting our throats for good. Either of you start a brawl one more time, believe me I will not let it slide. Draw one more gun towards someone in our ranks, I will snap you in two. Understood?"

He didn't even wait for an apology or awknowledgment, as he headed out to where Chorrin was, his footsteps heavy enough to penetrate the rocky suface with his treads. He looked over Chorrin, "Don't believe I am letting you go either. I don't care about the Vandal, but you will never draw on one of my men again. You have an indifference, report to me. I don't give a damn if you don't take orders from me, this one is mandatory. For everyone."