[b]Feel our wrath![/b] Human bones are so brittle. We have crushed them by the thousands. When our first skiff touched down, We would teach them fear. When our last ketch landed, we engraved the meaning of our roar into their minds. We will make them pay for what happened to us on that day. That day that gave us this rage. We watched them scrabble together that glorified fence around their "last city". Then those other ones came. those other humans, The dead ones that walk again. So stubborn. They used our great machine against us. They raised their dead to fight for them. They dared to hide from us. They swallowed up their pride. We once killed and tortured one of their "guardians" right within their line of sight. Still they would not come lose from that damned wall. The Kings ask of us to keep our allegiance. Though true It was only with the kings that we had the chance to reclaim the great machine. But what of now!? They call us Devils. Rulers of flame and sin. We've reached into hell itself and from it we claimed this "SIVA". With this new, perfected, flame, we will not need kings, we will not need gods, we will become our own. [b]We are the fallen Devils, hear our cry! [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/212416370]FEEL OUR WRATH![/url][/b]