My breath caught fast in my lungs, I could feel them adjust to the heaviness in the air. It was pitch black all around us, I could hear the sound of my comrade checking gear and loading up for the battle we both knew was coming. The sound of his Mida Tool clicking into place let me know he was ready and the slight nod he gave indicated it was time to stare Hell and Death right in the face and give it taste of our boot heel between its ugly face. I thought to myself for a minute " this is nothing like the patrols they always send us on to eliminate some random vandal squad on the moon or take on some Vex bastards around Sector 9 on Venus, but oh well, we signed up for this and knew what we were doing". I checked my Fatebringer before pulling it up to my chest in the ready position. Looked at the glowing lamp looming ahead in the utter darkness, checked my right, then my left, nodded to my comrade and then pushed off at full speed...