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A feeling of ill ease crept through the Titan Arxus' gut; Europa itself wanted to hinder the Guardians' venture towards their ultimate goal. Snowfall was in a constant flux, ever changing from heavy to light and back to heavy again. Arxus trudged through the snow, bypassing the tram wreckage in the direction of the signal ping. He paced himself proper, stopping every few moments to make sure his fireteam was keeping up.

Long tunnels wound themselves out from the destruction of the former Guardian base. These tunnels passed deep into Europa's underground; as with all underground pathways, the chance of Hive was high. Arxus felt he would rather risk fighting the Hive than deal with both Cabal and Fallen on the surface. Passing by Scythe's flank, he patted the Guardian on the shoulder. It was a simple gesture that meant little, as Arxus kept walking forward. As if on mental command, his Ghost's light flickered on to illuminate the darkness of the tunnel.

"Into the creepy tunnel. That's a great idea." His Ghost spoke, with clear sarcasm in its mechanical voice.

"Either we go into the tunnels or get waylaid by Spider Tanks and Goliath Tanks at the same time. Traveler knows, I don't want to get caught in that crossfire."

"Fine..." His Ghost did a quick scan of the underground tunnels. "The tunnels lead out towards the swords anyways. Just keep going forward."