Rai once again was caught off by Natylee. For such an old Guardian, especially one that had mastered an obscure power like Sympathy, Rai expected her to be more than capable of a situation like this. [i]She barged out here, looking for a long lost Guardian, without any idea of how to actually find her? Perhaps...following this Warlock may have been the wrong choice.[/i] Natylee was still scanning the surrounding area, probably looking for some clue or idea on where to go. She looked like a child that lost their parents as the market. Rai was behind her, totally out of her point of view. [i]My mission is to get her to the Tower...[/i] Rai silently reached for the Shotgun strapped to her back. A powerhouse she won in the Crucible, the Matador 64. One shot from this distance would take out any Guardian. [i]Then I can just have her resurrected at the Tower...no fuss necessary.[/i] Rai tightened her grip on the fun until her knuckles were white. A bead of sweat ran down her forehead, lips pursed shut. Natylee turned around, looking back at Rai. She tilted her head, a mixture of skepticism and sadness. Natylee's expression was screaming for help. Rai stopped breathing, a million thoughts rushing through her mind. The two just stood there for an eternity. [i]What're you gonna do?[/i] Rai stared down at Natylee's feet. [i]How did she know she was...oh[/i] "Her Light. The Vanguard picked up her Light here, didn't they?" Rai tilted her head back up, her eyes bright. "There are no other Guardians here. Just the two of us, and Clarrisa. Tower sensors can't get a precise location from so far away, but we can have the Ghosts track other sources of Light!"