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Suffering the consistent attacks from Argus, the Ogre was quick to fall and crumble, but a new warrior took its place. It was akin to a knight but appearance wise, he seemed to have high social status within the Hive hierarchy. He let out a cry and challenged the Guardians; one final obstacle between them and Enxor. If they fell here, the galaxy would be wiped out for sure. 'That weapon, though...' He thought to himself from behind his cover. He slowly pulled out his Gjallarhorn and carefully reloaded the weapon. The back half unlatched and he loaded in an extra two rockets into the barrel, before closing it shut again.

The Champion of Bones, he called himself. A true leader of the Darkness, a master of the Bones of Enxor. It was now, or never. "Attack!!" Arxus shouted as he leaned out of cover, immediately firing off a rocket towards the Hive champion. He had no idea if it would even affect the creature, as all he could rely on was hope. Hope that they'd see the light again. He sure as hell wasn't about to let this champion live, or let the Hive God rise and destroy everything.