Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-25932172-20150606220400

107.196.174.179 wrote: (Sauron: I agree that I probably should have elabroated on how deep the bunker was, but none the less, I spesificly stated that the bunker's shielding was blocking all comms/scans. So either way, Sauron would have had no way of calling in the support. The fight was going just fine before you blew a hole in the roof, so I still vote we retcon it.) ( I just ignored that it ever happened. Kinda wanted to finish off this roleplay with a huge brawl against Rhall, and shit's ruining that. I'm basically playing the House of Storms raid and Rhall is the final boss. )

Arxus fired off precision shots into the invading Exo bodies; solar damage caused their metallic hulls to melt considerably. The Titan felt himself under duress as time progressed; the Exo just kept coming. Not to mention that the Storms converged in full upon this position, having seized control of the Deepstone facility. Seeing his fellow Guardians fighting alongside him, he felt some ease. He always thought back to when he came to Europa in the first place.

The Titan broke into a sudden sprint, plowing through an Exo with a shoulder charge. The metal body was flung across the room in an instant, but Arxus didn't stop there. Twisting his body around, he fired even more solar shots into the crowd, popping heads off the smaller, less sturdy foes. Something inside him had set him off; something took over his mind and turned him into an unstoppable force. It was hate.

Rhall. The object of his extensive disgust finally had a name. The Archon that had been hunting them this whole time had backed himself into a corner, in hopes of springing a trap. Though, the Guardians weren't the ones who were trapped. Rhall was. Arxus sprung across the room in an effortless Lift, and tossed out a Flashbang mid-room. A flash of white consumed the battlefield, and scrambling the optics of a tight cluster of Exos. He landed aside of his boss, Avgust, with a huff leaving his concealed expression.

"Never expected I'd be fighting an army of Exos," Arxus spoke with some loss of breath. Trading his scout rifle for a shotgun, he immediately sent off a shotgun blast center-range. The condensed slugs blew off half of an Exo's face, but it kept moving regardless. "They do not go down easy, do they?"