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As the group of Guardians rested in the cave, a single, crackling trail of fire blazed behind the nearly destroyed Sparrow. The Warlock coughed blood onto his cracked visor. He looked at his dying Ghost, tied to the Sparrow with a Dreg's scarf. His HUD showed that he was almost at the cave. The Sparrow abruptly cut out, sending him sprawling onto the ice. He got up slowly, and limped back to the Sparrow, retrieving the Ghost. Baryos clutched the Ghost... "It's alright, little Light... we're almost safe." Tears plinked and mixed with the blood in his helmet. He picked up his Black Suros, only managing to trudge for a few minutes to the mouth of the cave before he blacks out...

just off the other Guardians' movement sensors.