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( Comeback. )

It had been a while. Since the finale on Europa, and the explosion of the Deep Stone facility, Arxus had been in recovery. He was back on his feet again, at last. It felt good to walk the grounds of the Tower once more, free of the terrible cold of that icy moon. Arxus stood within the main plaza, fully decked out with a new set of armor. Full Commando Type-0, except for his chestpiece; His Armamentarium remained the same. It had a similar story to his Gjallarhorn. Perhaps one he might tell someday. Today was not that day. Arxus walked down the central steps of the Tower, entering into the Hall of Champions below.

Arxus held his helmet underneath the crook of his arm. Most of his previous armor was broken and battered; prime time for a replacement. The Titan's Ghost floated aside of him. "You know. I don't think Zavala will be too pleased. This wasn't an officially sanctioned mission."

"It eventually became one. Does it matter? The Proto-Exos lay in ruins and the House of Storms scrambles to pick up the pieces. I'd say we struck a heavy blow against them." Arxus passed through the midpoint, past Arcite 99-40 and Lord Shaxx. Arxus didn't have much respect for the Crucible, knowing that time could be better spent running missions. Shaxx was a war hero, however. Arxus could respect that. The Titan gave Shaxx a brief nod, before stepping into the further Hall to greet the Vanguards.

It felt like ages since he walked here. It felt too good to be back, but Arxus knew better. The Darkness never slept, so neither could he. Arxus spotted Commander Zavala conversing with Avgust and another, unknown Titan. The male himself took a deep breath, and exhaled it again. His Ghost disappeared into Light. "Arxus Essal, reporting."