Anaxis-12 marched across the sandy dunes and the steep rock inclines, headed in the direction of the Valley of Kings. When he was at the Tower, going over the events that transpired at the Vault of Glass, his jumpship's enhanced sensors had picked up a ridiculously large energy signature coming from Mars. And when it came to ridiculously large energy spikes, it was always Grixis' Reborn or he himself causing it. But this time it was higher than it usually was, so whatever it was, it was big. So that was why he was here himself. He wasn't going to risk other Guardians being involved. When he arrived at an incline that could be defined as a wall if it was steeper, he started climbing. He hugged the wall and gripped onto dear life as the wind roared its defiance. But he eventually managed to get to the top and hefted himself, allowing him to peak over the ridge. When he gazed out across the Valley, he wasn't prepared for what he saw. First thing was a massive Hive Cruiser laying in the dunes, but it didn't look like it was damaged in any way whatsoever. Curious. But the second thing was the titanic shape of a white and black Ahamkara with its neck wrapped around the neck of a slightly smaller, pitch black Ahamkara. The black one he thought was Shovoroth, but he looked at its body structure and saw that it was more slender looking compared to the white one. It was female? Shovoroth, from video surveillance, was depicted to be male. Then he looked at the white one and compared it to Shovoroth. They had the same size; same body structure. Everything except it's color. Why was he white now? Then he glanced out at the area around them. Some parts of the ground were turned to glass, and there was a large trench from one end to the next in the sand,and a graveyard of Cabal warships further out in the distance. So a battle had taken place here. But what happened here exactly? Then he glanced down and noticed a Guardian, a Hunter to be exact, crouched over. Slinging his auto rifle over his shoulder and into his grasp, he vaulted over the edge and, as quietly as possible, slid down the rock face, loosing small rocks and pebbles from the rock. Thankfully the sand below softened his landing. With rifle in hand, he proceeded over to the Hunter, keeping crouched as he went. He took the occasional glance at the two Ahamkara in the distance, but thankfully they were still focused on each other, completely oblivious to him. A minute later, he walked out on the large cliff where the Hunter was at the end. When he was behind the Hunter, he could faintly hear her sobbing. Just what happened here? He reached out and put a palm on her shoulder. "Hey," he whispered, "You okay?"