Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150429173912/@comment-24510587-20150503115435

Chorrin was transmatted on top of a hill by his Ghost, about a kilometre from the coordinates. He started walking towards the tram, which apparently was where the coordinates would lead them.

Meanwhile, Orkrim made a scan of the area around the coordinates. In the scan, he detected the team of Guardians, accompanied by a couple of other signatures. That seemed to be in order. About a kilometre away, Chorrin's signature appeared. But in the distance, he spotted a few larger signatures. "Oh shit..." Orkrim murmured. "Guardians, you have Cabal closing in on your position!" He radioed. "Three Harvesters, carrying an Interceptor each, and a total of... 51 troops."