The sudden amount of guardians interested in his hunt did not surprise Warbuilt in the least. They thought that they were going to kill one. That was the last thing he was going to do, if necessary. [i]Damnit Zavala![/i] he thought. "You know they are there! They have to be! They fly around the Citadel all the time its closest place where they can be safe." His ghost flys back towards Warbuilt and disappears. "To any who wanted to come with me who thought they were going to kill an Ahamkara, we are going to interrogate it, not kill. That will require injuring it only. You have nothing to fear, I will not hurt your race if I don't have to." That's when the whispers returned for a short but but he managed to clear them out of his head. [spoiler]The Whispers are from the Claws of Ahamkara, of dead Ahamkara.[/spoiler]