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"The Eyes watch us all, gathering our secrets in hopes of ending the Light." Eris: Something is watching us. I can feel it. Omar: I hate when you say that. Toland: Crota has many Eyes. Every god does. Eris: We have to go. Omar: If they know our every move, what chance do we have? Toland: With their great age comes even greater wisdom. I have no doubt the Hive led us here with intent. Omar: What are you saying? Toland: For these disciples, we offer the greatest sacrifice. Eris: What does that mean? Toland: Do you feel your Light fading? They are offering it to Crota. Us coming here, we are the ones waking him. Omar: He’s mad. Toland: Perhaps. Eris: Why do you hold these secrets like weapons, to damn us all? Toland: Because they are weapons. And we are going to use them to show the Hive they are not the only ones who breed fear. Eris: How? Toland: You’re hunters—hunt. Find the Eyes that are upon us. Omar: Then? Toland: We blind Crota and use what's left of your dying Light to lead us to where these monsters seek to conjure their master. |