My guardian fell in the final moments of a hive ambush. Amy entire fire team had perished to the shrieker who'd not given a second thought about their demise, My guardian, battered and bruised, dust covered robe picked him self up off of the ground and equipped his lmg firing at hordes of hive, wave after wave until finally was overcome with the sheer number of thrall and knights found himself neck deep in enemy body only to cook a grenade as he fell fighting