So this morning I was running patrol missions in the mothyards waiting for a public event to drop. Skies darken. A warsat drops from the sky. I hop on my trusty tumbler and blast over the broken planes to start defending it. I'm alone. My ghost starts uploading the data. The first drop ship appears and drops dregs from the sky to feed my thorn. Easy. Second drop ship shows up and drops vandals. More fodder for my hand cannon. Third drop ship arrives and drops a servitor and a captain and some vandals. Normally this wouldn't be much of an issue but my radar suddenly lights up and i am completely surrounded. A blade of crota comes crashing at me from behind with a small army of acolytes. Chaos ensues as the hive and fallen shoot at each other and everyone is shooting at me and some shielded shanks join the fray as well. My shields/health failing, i manage to drop the major hive knight unit. He drops the sword of crota and i think to myself, "im dying anyways, let's do it". I grab the relic and start cleaving my way through the swarm, dropping the captain in 2-3 lunges and the major servitor in 3-4 hits. As my ghost chirps that the upload is complete and the public event ends with gold stars, the sword of crota dissolves from my hands as I stand over the pile of corpses at my feet. What started as an ambush ended up giving me the most exhilarating warsat defense I've encountered and the tool to survive imminent death. I'm ready for the Dark Below.