The Hunter barreled down the dune, exchanging magazines in her rifle as she descended. Behind her, she could hear thunderous bellows erupting from the stampede of Cabal kicking up dust like one of the great storms of Mars as they gave chase. Upon reaching the bottom, she quickly bolted toward one of the ruined buildings, half-buried in dust, seeking shelter from the legion. The Cabal spotted the fleeing Hunter and unleashed a hail of bullets that rained around her, thudding near her feet. She slid into shelter but upon taking cover, she noticed the pain in her side; she'd been hit. Cabal now stormed down the dunes. The Hunter took what few chances she had to fire at her attackers from cover, picking off a couple, but having dozens to deal with. With, ammunition low and her wounds taking their toll, this seemed to be the end. The behemoths were now very near and the Hunter, preparing for her last stand, held a grenade in hand as she sat behind cover refusing to face her killers. Preparing to pull the pin, she heard the beasts yelp as explosions erupted. The Hunter peered from behind cover to witness Cabal, or what remained of them, scatter as a Warlock hovered overhead, prepared to unleash another Nova Bomb. The monsters didn't get far, as a rocket screamed from beyond view and obliterated the last of them. Leaving cover, the Hunter saw the origins of the rocket; a Titan's Wolf Cannon. The Warlock approached the Hunter, doing what he could for the wounds while the Titan prepared ammunition for her weapon. Then, they could hear the roar of more Cabal accompanied by looming shuttles. Looking to her comrades, the Hunter grabbed her rifle and, together, the Guardians rushed against the ominous tide...