D: Run away? [i]Run away?[/i] Run away, run away, run awaaaayyy... No, I don't see that in my usual vocabulary. The words "run" and "away" are in there, but not together. A: The Cabal pack a bigger punch. This is no different. [i]Adara equips her 4th horseman and braces herself for the upcoming wave. David puts away his Hereafter and instead equips his Hawkmoon. Amidst of all the chaos, an incoming message from elsewhere in the cosmodrome, the warlock of the team Xel-15 establishes communications. Against seemingly impossible odds David and Adara both seemed unfazed, even a little underwhelmed by what lies ahead in the violent storm.[/i] X: [i]David, do you read me?[/i] D: I can't read you, but I can hear you. X: [i]There are fallen converging onto you. What are you doing in the storm.[/i] D: I might've, maybe, possibly, probably hacked fallen comms and bragged to them on how I have Taniks' cloak. X: [i]Bragging? I thought you were on a reconnaissance mission![/i] D: I was! And I found a small fallen encampment. And I hacked thier comms. And the storm rolled in. There are like, 2 spider tanks, several small pirates and an Archon that's very very angry at me. A: Why would you do such a stupid thing? D: Hey, if you get to piss off Cabal leaders and get away with it scot-free, I'm gonna enjoy myself listening to angry archons yell at me. Funny stuff. B: David has a point Adara... A: Don't be as foolish as David, Beachball. B: I'm not!

[i]Siris chuckles.[/i] S: "So be it." [i]Siris summons his hammer of sol, and runs into the storm. All that is heard is screams of Fallen and large flashes of fire in the storm. Siris sprints back out, to meet the others. And waves them over[/i] S: "Come on in! This is great!" [i]The Three Guardians charge into the storm to fight an army of fallen.[/i]

[i]David charges at the fallen and jumps up high. A bow forms from his hands, made of void light. Suspended in the air, bow in hand, about to engage ruthless fallen, he felt a sense of serenity. He missed that feeling. All good things must come to an end, and he fired the bow with deadly accuracy hitting a captain, and tethering most of the fallen around it. David lands on the ground and Adara heads straight for the group of fallen unleashes a Fist of Havoc on the ground. Unlike David, she doesn't feel serenity. She never has in her life, she does not know it. Instead she's constantly in an alarmed state, never relaxing, never taking second breaths, always looking behind her back. As she strikes down with full force, all fallen near tethered or not, die. She looks behind her, and as luck would have it a stealth captain was nearing her. She aims her 4th horseman at the captain, waiting for him to get close, but David shoots it dead. [/i] D: That one was mine. A: It's dead. Why take possession over something no longer alive? D: Wow, can I not enjoy myself [i]ever?[/i] Don't murder my joy for Christ's sake.

[i]Siris turns and grins as he stabs a Captain with his Void Edge, and shoots some dregs with Red Death.[/i] S: "You two crack me up!" [i]Suddenly the 3 Guardians hear a roar and look up. The Fallen Archon Priest approaches.[/i] S: *sigh* "Alright let's do this." [i]Siris whips out Hammer of Sol, and begins to charge.[/i]

D: I'm glad you find us amusing, I aim to please. Just like how I'm aiming for the archon's head. [i]David readies his Stillpiercer, a weapon made by Banshee himself, and fires at the archons head. At his side, Adara was firing her handcannon at the archon. After moments of continuos gunfire, Adara and David both switch to heavy weaponry. David with his Diluvian, and Adara with her Uppercut Payload. As he sees Siris charging the archon, he makes a friendly wager with Adara.[/i] D: One-fifty glimmer says that the archon slaps him out of the way. A: David do you want to lose a wager, we've been pressing fire on this monster with too very heavy power. I think Siris could give the finishing blow. D: Psh, that archon looks pretty tough to me. Which reminds me, Beachball fetch me Taniks' cloak. B: *sigh* alright David... [i]David's cloak vanishes for a second, and a few moments pass and he's seen with Taniks very own cloak. The fallen grow angrier, and David let's out a big grin under his helmet. Meanwhile Adara scoffs and rolls her eyes at David's strange arrogance. Regardless, she wouldn't have him any other way, and whispers to herself.[/i] A: I'm glad you haven't changed... D: What's that? A: Nothing. Focus on shooting the archon.

[i]The Archon is on fire from all the hammers. However, David was right. Siris is slapped by the archon and hits a wall.[/i] S: "That's not very polite Mr. Archon. I don't appreciate that." [i]Siris then throws his last hammer at the Archon, and it disintegrates.[/i] S: "So.... About that bet..."