Greedy Guardian “Look at it… Nothing... It’s all gone.” Kaden said in a quiet whisper as he kicked a cloud of rusted sand into the air, watching it drift slowly and steadily into the streets of the once metropolis, but now just a buried dead corpse of a city, covered in orange-brown sand and debris. The two Guardians watched as the cloud dissipated upon the frosty wall of one of the buildings three clicks north of their position. “It’s quite sad really,” Hannah said, breaking the eerie silence as she zoomed in on her rifle’s scope to get a better view of any Cabal stragglers. “I’ve read stories about this place and how the children would use sleds to slide down the slopes of sand dunes around the perimeter of the city. How they laughed and had no worries at all about survival or the threat of losing home.” Kaden looked at her deeply, feeling a sarcastic tear begin to form. “It’s clear.” “Well you know,” Kaden began, “we could relive those days.” Suddenly Kaden screamed “Space Magic!” and conjured an energy shield, jumped upon, and began carving his way down the slope. Hannah watched in amazement as he just left a Hunter to scale her way down. “Whoooo!” Kaden exclaimed, gaining more and more momentum. All of a sudden, down at the base a poof of smoke erupted into the air. “Well, better get down there.” Hannah sighed and slumped her shoulders. She began scaling down as an avalanche of red sand followed, trying to bury her feet and force its way into her boots. Finally she arrived at the base, lifted her long-rifle over her shoulder, and crouched over a body lying with its body buried up to the neck. “A little help?” “Nope, I’m taking all the loot.”