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"A lot..." Arxus had muttered to himself, as he slammed his armored boot down upon a fallen Goblin, with the sheer weight severing torso from legs.

The Guardian's Ghost flew about Saturn, scanning him for a brief moment before flying a few feet away, southward. "See for yourself." If it had fingers, the Ghost would have pointed towards the action. Vex were pouring out in droves from the hole in the lake, in seemingly increasing numbers.

"We need to close that breach." Arxus spoke, now focusing around for an idea. Then it hit him. The citadel that was rising out of the ice. "What if..." Switching out The Comedian for Gjallarhorn, Arxus loaded up his last two rockets and aimed at the tip of the spire.