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< I have a better idea. > Virgil chimed in as he hovered over the nearly-deceased Huntress. A containment field formed around her Ghost, keeping her from reviving any time soon.

"Or that. That works too." Scythe muttered as he continued to call for aid. "Rakik? Fenriks? Voriks? Anyone?"

Suddenly, his comms crackled to life with Fallen chatter. "Rakik here, Guardian-Kell. We have secured the ship. Light resistance, mostly a few traitorous Dregs and an odd Vandal or two."

"That was fast." Scythe grumbled. "Fenrir, can you move? I gotta check on my ship and crew and stuff."