Artemis had been sniping away, perched high above the ongoing skirmish between Cabal and Hive. Each shot resonated in the air and hit its mark with deadly precision. She had been sent out to the Dreanaught on scouting missions for Cayde, but as of right now, she was having her fun. Something caught her attention; shrieks of the hive to her right. She took her rifle and scoped in, emerald eyes narrowing behind her visor. [i]fallen?[/i] That was an oddity. Hades, her ghost, stirred within her armor system. "You still have the essence of Crota. Go. I'll tell Cayde." She dropped from her perch, years of training preparing her body for the impact. As she approached the portal, in opened with no resistence, the girl stepping through without a second thought.