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The Ghost would have narrowed his eye, sliding down the small metal plate that served the purpose of an eyelid. "I know what I am doing." The small machine flew away, deconstructing itself into more portable matter.

"Well, I think he knows what he's doing." Arxus spoke, simply repeating what his Ghost had said mere seconds later. The snowstorm had lightened in the time between Arxus's arrival and now, with Jupiter in full view over Europa's horizon. The icey moon and gas giant together would have been a wonderful sight in any other circumstance.

Arxus slightly adjusted his stance, angling his body to climb up a snow bank. Standing just a foot or two below the top, the Titan's upper body rose overtop the snow bank, and his single eyed gaze stared down the distant bunker. "Something tells me they aren't home right now." The Guardian mentioned. Judging by simple observation, the bunker was all silent. No activity whatsoever; it was almost convinient.