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Arxus heaved a sigh, the sound disorted slightly from his Oblivion helm. Drawing a fist with his free hand, he punched the snow-laiden rock he kneeled against, providing a notable impact that eased his ascent into standing back up. Chucking the machine gun that was gifted to him, he threw it back to Orkim and nodded towards the fellow Guardian, as if a gesture of appreciation. It was unlikely that Orkim would get a proper thank you out of Arxus.

"Ghost, come back here." He spoke, turning to face the newly arrived Fallen. His Ghost flew back towards the palm of his hand, as he ascended it just seconds prior. Flexing his covered digits, his Ghost dematerialized into particles of Light.

"I've never heard of a House of Flames." The Guardian's Ghost muttered, directly to Arxus.

"We never heard of the House of Storms, either." The Titan lowered his gaze, closing shut his eyelids to muse for a moment.