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Scythe crept further into the Hive fortress. He passed row after row of Shredders, Boomers, and Cleavers, all neatly tucked into racks along the walls of the passages. He breifly considered stealing a Cleaver for later, but the amount of Darkness in the place made him uneasy enough without holding a weapon imbued with more of it.

For a second, he thought he saw a flicker of movement on his HUD, but then it was gone. Scythe raised his Shrapnel Launcher and scanned the area again. Still nothing. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched, though.