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The interior of the building was old; the group of Guardians were wise in believing that nothing had set foot in the relay station for centuries. The mere aesthetic of the building suggested that. Arxus crossed his arms upon his chestplate and awaited for the others of his group. The Titan and his Ghost seemed to move in syncronization; where Arxus looked, his Ghost faced, shining it's light and banishing the darkness of the room. It wasn't hard to locate Arxus himself. He stood only a few paces away from the access hatch.

"Don't strain yourself too much, boss. I don't think any of us want to take you back to the Tower in pieces." Arxus remarked with a sense of concern, and thus gave away his position if it wasn't already apparent. He pointed with his left index finger; across the room sparked a tiny flicker of light. It was a power generator, barely generating any energy over the centuries of inactivity. "If we gave the core a good jolt or two, it might bring the facility's systems back online."