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Sauron noted the weapon Arxus was carrying and spoke to the others around him.

"By the way, I don't need those weapons you got back. I gave them to you for a reason. It's up to you to decide what that reason is."

As the Guardians kept moving, Sauron moved to the front of the column and knelt. The Ranger pulled up a display from a small, holographic wrist computer that he'd discovered on his armor.

"This is where my memory gets fuzzy, folks, but I think this little doo-hickey will help us track whatever's down here."

As soon as Sauron tapped the device's screen, it lit up, and a voice issued from the speaker.

"Tracking systems active. Auth. code GREEN GREEN BLACK accepted. Tracking 6 squad members, elevated stress and heart levels present. Friendly non-squad casualties, 35 repetitions, with fatality present in all specimens, also detected on this level. Tactical assessment: Full cleasing of hostile targets, due to hyper-lethal casualty level."

Sauron stood quickly, pulled out his revolver, and activated his helmet's magnesium lamp. A massive beam cut through the sheer darkness of the passage. The only open door was a few meters away, directly in front of the group.