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Just as it was expected, the entire thing was a trap. Arxus didn't seem surprised one bit, as he aimed his scout rifle towards the Storm Archon. Rhall had been laying in wait for what seemed like hours now, luring the fireteam to a secluded location so he might end the hunt once and for all. Though, he was backed into a corner as well. Things were doomed to end, either way. With the Ether entirely diminished, Arxus slung out his Vision of Confluence. Precise shots were fired into the horde of Rhall's elite. Bullets from his scout rifle caused the Reaver Vandals to stagger, impeding movement.

"We've been here far too long!" Arxus started speaking, laying solar bullets into his enemies. Some came fairly close, but their vitals were low enough that they got dropped. "We know your game now. You don't frighten us, Rhall. Let's finish things once and for all." After staving off the Vandals for a time, Arxus quickly Lifted into the air and primed a hard drop.

His left fist reared back, right hand pointed towards the Axis Minotaur that had been knocked down. By now, the fireteam's synergy was impeccable; Arxus formulated an attack response within moments of Chorrin's decision. Arc energy crackled around his being and he rushed towards the ground like a bullet. His outstretched fist connected into the Minotaur's face, and discharged an immense current of electricity. It was unlikely that the Minotaur would survive a direct Fist of Havoc to the face, but if it did, it would definitely have lost its head.