[i]In the midst of the arena, the dusty flooring would begin to slowly quiver and shake, as if something had begun to formulate within the arena itself. The seats rattled as if it was a minor earthquake. Dust swirled throughout the arena, the center suddenly gleaming with dark, familiar energies.. as the Nexus sent only one figure out.[/i] <[b]you can take the Guardians. it will be a simple victory.[/b]> [i]Tytram spoke, the Mind Ghost floating overhead Celkym as she rose up. The Guardians would recognize her.. a Guardian, shifted into a Vex. But what would lay underneath that dome helmet that she wore? That was the true question.[/i]