He walked across the bridge, the Towers on each side humming with a long dead Hive power. The Runes were dead. The doors were open. This would be easier than he had anticipated— [b][i]No.[/i][/b] Impossible. He had felt this new light before. Right before... But she was dead. Right? He had cast her into that pit himself. No... It was getting stronger. He had to act [i]now.[/i] He cast his upper set of arms to the air, and a rift of Darkness tore through reality. Within seconds, a Skiff flew through, bearing the sigil of the House of War. Fallen dropped through, bowing to their Kell. His lower set was cast to the sides, one at each tower. The Runes lit ablaze, the platforms around each tower humming again, and the door lighting with Runes of their own. He walked through the door, leaving the Fallen with one final order. [b][i]"She will not pass."[/i][/b]