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The turbolift came to a halt and the doors dinged open, only for Scythe to come face-to-face with a Captain that he didn't recognize. To make matters worse, his invisibility went down and began recharging. In such tight quarters he could only hope that the Fallen wasn't using close-quarters weapons.

"Who in the seven hells art thou?!" they both growled as the doors shut again. With that, Scythe drew his own Shock Swords and launched himself across the room. "Fenrir? Any progress?" he grunted over the comms.