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As Avgust rested there unable to move, he heard Pariah mutter something: "Osiris was right, you know." The Titan looked back at the Hunter, still resting there on the blade of the Fallen that impaled her. Avgust replied, in distrust and shock: "What do you mean, tovarisch?"

"I mean that we should follow him," Pariah replied, "he is coming close to understanding our enemy better than they could ever hope to understand us. Osiris is resourceful that way, Avgust."

"He is a traitor to the City," Avgust replied, trying once more to move. His finger twiched, something which surprised Avgust. His finger moved. "He isn't a traitor, Avgust." Pariah replied, looking back at the Titan. "He is a leader."

"You're mad." Avgust replied, able to take control of his arm now. What was Pariah saying? She couldn't have been serious about this. Osiris was a Vanguard Commander and a Hero of the City, but his methods were insane and costly. He sent Kabr into the Vault of Glass, and it has been years ever since they heard back. Why did he send Kabr? Just to understand the Vex a bit better. One of the City's greatest heroes, gone.

"I'm not mad, Avgust." Pariah replied in a mocking tone, "I am realistic." Avgust moved the snow from his chest, his legs beginning to sense movement as he tried to stand. He stumbled a bit as he dropped the Thunderlord from his possesion. He crawled most of the way over to Pariah, before finally rising to his feet. He placed his gauntlets about the blade impaling Pariah, as he tore it free.

''She bled sunlight. An open wound, with a radiance as bright as the sun.''

"You're not realistic," Avgust remarked, "the Vanguard and the Speaker understand what we need to do to survive. We need a hope to survive, a hope to stand away from the Darkness. This is the only reality we have, Pariah."

Pariah looked back to Avgust, as she then laughed slightly. "Our hope lies on Mercury, Avgust, the Vanguard. When you are ready for the truth of how the Speaker has stabbed me, stabbed you in the back, then chase after hope. Until then, you will be left without it."

In a flash of light, Avgust found himself standing in the centre of the chamber with an Arc energy cracking around the entirity of his armour. It was as if he was a conductor of the Arc, as the Titan picked up his Thunderlord. Whatever impurity was on the weapon was sanatised with the energy Avgust weilded at this time. He lifted his weapon, looking up towards Enxor. He stood, silent as he kept his weapon raised--ready for whatever was to come next. Ready to find his hope.