The ground rumbled as the worm surfaced once again, an ungodly roar sending tremors through the three silhouettes running on the ground before it. A single shadow watched from the tower, no fear or even tensed muscles as it saw the scene. The whispers told her that she would be safe. She believed them. Meanwhile, the trio below sprinted full speed towards the ship that was just beginning to come into view. Sand was piled on top of it from Mars' unforgiving weather. "Almost there! I'll transmat you into the cockpit when we're close enough," Candel shouted. "What about Kaska?" Cardinal asked. He was starting to slow, ragged breaths from his rebreather coming through the comms. "We can't just leave him!" "I'll get him into the hold, you worry about getting us out of here!" And with that, Cardinal found herself inside the cockpit of the Forerunner. She flipped a few switches and hit some buttons, the engines whirring to life. Grabbing hold of the controls she began taking off. Cardinal's heart skipped as the entire ship shook violently and tilted to one side. The worm was below them, ready to tear the ship apart at any moment. She grit her teeth as she pushed the engines to their limit, shooting off into the atmosphere just as the jaws of the worm closed mere centimeters away from the back of the ship. Cardinal let out a celebratory whoop as they left the atmosphere and headed for the skiff. The shadow in the tower looked on in disappointment. How sad, that they got away. That ghost and guardian pair will be quite troublesome, she could tell. [i]Our plans rely on them being gone before we are brought into view. The Gardener has given them a gift, one not to be taken lightly.[/i] "Don't worry, it overestimates how much one guardian can do," the shadow responded in a very familiar voice. [i]You underestimate your adversary.[/i] The shadow shook her head, stepping forward into the sun and lowering their hood. "I can't underestimate myself." She had white hands, dark cracks of steel throughout her biceps, and a strangely terrifying but beautiful face with two iron horns coming off the back like some kind of beast that was wiped out during the collapse. Her crimson eyes narrowed as she watched the Forerunner disappear into the distance. "They will fall. One way or another." Previous Page: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/255699690/0/0 Next Page: ~~~ MasterPost: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/255351687/0/0