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One second, Arxus and Grim were facing down the new Vex unit, a product of the ire the Guardians had drawn. Within clawed digits, the Vex had easily crushed the black box, dashing any chances of uncovering the King's motives. The next second, it was already dead. A sniper shot rung out from nearby, ripping a hole through the Vex's face. It sputtered with electricity and crumbled over. Arxus sighed then, slowly slipping his scout rilfe onto the maglocks of his backside.

He peeked around, staring at the vast emptiness of the old array complex. Snow blowed around, sending a light fluff over the frigid, metallic corpse of the slain Vex. High above where the Vex had been standing, there stood the figure of a lone Hunter. A rather feminine appearance, with a sniper rifle in hand. It was Rhys, his sort-of partner. They had been working together for quite a while now, and she just saved his life. It wasn't the first time he felt endebted to another for having his life saved. He waved his hand thrice in her direction, both simultaneously showing his appreciation and gesturing her to come over. Though the Vex was dead, it might still be possible to learn somewhere from the cold hull.