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Avgust approached his fellow Titans, moving uncomfortably as his Ghost attempted to heal the wounds inflicted on him. His air-tight suit once again produced a rough plate meant to keep the suit air-tight despite the breach. What was meant to be a yellow colour was tinted red with the mixture of his own blood. "Everyone bleeds," Avgust started, "but only the weak let that concern them."

He looked around the reactor room, which had taken a toll from the firefight the Guardians and the cultists were in. The Vanguard remained quiet about the few Hive he dealt with, letting the ash on his gauntlets speak for his action. He sighed, before finally speaking once more: "I came here so we could prevent being drifted, «tovarisch». But it looks like it is something we didn't prevent."

Sara made her way through the hallway carefully, keeping her Shrapnel Launcher in an alert carry to prepare her for whatever she would come across. The warning lights still flashed and the sirens still sounded, letting her know the ship hadn't been completely purged of the enemies that it hosted.

About to turn a corner, Sara spotted a few Hive one board of the ship. She pulled herself behind cover once more, raising her Shrapnel Launcher as she prepared the weapons. Solar energy fumed from the front, as the young Titan drew in a deep breath. Removing herself from cover, Sara aimed her weapon down range and squeezed the trigger right as a few Thrall began to charge her.

Two fell to ash in three successive blasts, but another two were gaining ground fast as they screamed hellish things. Slamming the butt of her weapon into the jaw of one Thrall, the carcass fell completely into ash as another one took its place. She released the remaining two blasts at point blank, tearing it to pieces as she looked up at the massive beast that now faced her.

A Knight lowered its Boomer at Sara, as it laughed before releasing a steady stream of blasts at the young Titan. Sara dodged out of the way back behind cover, exhaling from the heat she felt from each blast. Drawing a knife from the sheath on her utility belt, Sara turned the corner and tossed the blade centre mass of the target, but watched in disappointment as the blade ricocheted harmlessly off the chestplate of the Knight.

"O." Sara muttered, "They make it look easy."