Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-26388714-20151017180041/@comment-25926749-20151209005514

Looking at an Exo in the Fireteam, Cyrus muttered to himself, "That one seems ready to fight...We should take him."

"For his and your sake, I hope you aren't picking just any Lightwielder, Hunter." Beriks growled, examining the Warlock with extreme distaste.

But, the thundereous sounds of 450lbs and more of Cabal armor interrupted the conversation. Wire Rifle shots rang out, Cabal and Fallen yelling could easily be heard throughout the Cosmodrome. Harvester jets, dozens or more, make the fractured remnants of the launching site shake.

"No more time for talking, Guardians! Move!" Beriks yelled, sprinting towards the front of Dock 13, with Cyrus and Ves following suit.

The Titan's Ghost had silently been watching the events unfolding within the sanctum of the Cosmodrome walls, but it finally moved out and towards Rize.

