The Decent “YOU MUST TURN BACK- SAVE YOURSELVES FROM THE DEEP SAVE THE WORLD FROM YOURSELVES YOU MUST TURN BACK” -Leviathan, Book of Sorrow; Verse 1:7-TheDive As he made his way deeper and deeper into the Temple, below the crack surface of the moon, the Hive grew ever denser. Their three glowing eyes fixed on him as they charged. Never letting them surround him an always with his back to the exit, his rifle fired off in bursts that echoed throughout the dark caverns of the moon like roots to its core as the Hive kept coming. But after a drawn out culling of a horde of drones called Thrall that had flooded in as he had made in into some sort of ritual room, did the Hive cease their assault. The room fell silent, faintly all he could hear was the rattling of chains that run throughout the moon and the occasional cry of a tortured Ogre, but these sounds came from deep within the cracks of the moon, but he was alone in these chambers. He continued through the caverns and tunnels in the dark, his companions the Ghost might have lit the way but he would not chance it, he had mounted a flashlight to his chest and his rifle. But once he made it into on of the open chambers his comms, burst open with static, he could barely make out the voice of Zavala, "We are...tack...Cab...For....all guard...re...City" then the transmission cut out. "Ghost, what was that?" Outstretching his hand summoning his Ghost to appear, the Metal star extended its shell to reveal a glowing blue sphere and arching its form upward in search for a signal, Ghost responded "I don't know I can't reach out to the Tower, we might be too deep to into the moon, I don't know how we picked up the signal in the first place. It could have been sent from a emergency boosted channel, we should head back to the surface to be sure." Aumishir hated the idea of turning back know, but the transition concerned him a great deal. His train of thought was broken with a wailing cry from a Hive Wizard, turning to see she was no longer alone, seeing the company of Knights accompanying it brandishing dark jagged swords. Reaching back trading his rifle for his shotgun, pumping it readying a shell for the first Knight brave enough to charge in first, and he didn't make it far before its head was torn from its shoulders, an its body decade rapidly into flakes before it met the ground only leaving only the chitin armor behind. Then the rest of the Knights rushed him with their swords raised, spreading out to give him no where to run. Unexpectedly he charged in to meet them. But just before the closest Knight could bring his sword down on Aumishir, he jumped and used his Light pushing out, forcing energy to glide above them like if he were wearing a jet pack. Raining shells down on the Knights as he passed by, killing two. But what he didn’t expect was a Knight, who had jumped up into the air after him, striking him with the sword, hurling him into the into the adjacent wall. Before he knew the Knights were on him again, he fired what was left in his shotgun into the oncoming Knights, an once the Knights were on him he used his gun to bat away and block the sword blows. Now overrun he pulled from the Light within him, reaching into the void and drawing out a power to protect himself and the City. Crossing his arms and curling his torso, then with a quick extension of his body he created a violet bubble around himself, a Void Barrier. The creation of the barrier threw the Knights that were within its range, a few of them landed head first producing a cracking sound as their broad bone helmets shattered as well as what ever kind of spine they might have. At his moment of respite Aumishir gave himself a once over, his armor was warn away were the swords struck him, he was bleeding a little at his side, his blue blood running down onto his waist cloth, probably where a sword didn't strike plate. But he could feel the cool/calming sensation of the Light mending his armor and his wounds, and Light forming an extra layer of armor around his whole body. Drawing his machine gun, opening the receiver an checking the belt, readying himself for the indefinite attack. Noting that the some of the Knights that had been thrown by the barrier had dead, he still had to fight what looked like about twelve more Knights. The Knights stood a few meters away from the Barrier in a group, not daring to enter the bubble, but Aumishir knowing how much longer he had before the Barrier would dispel waited till the last possible moment, and as it did, he rushed forward noticing the Knights raising up their empty hand preparing to summon their own shield. He threw a grenade that stuck itself to a Knight that didn't raise his shield fast enough, it tried to grab onto it just before it exploded twice. The grenade left a gap in their shield wall and through that he fired away with his machine gun mowing down the unprotected Knights, fortunately they can’t move when they project their shields and that was an opportunity he would not pass up. An when the shield finally dispelled and his machine guns belt was empty he switched back to his pulse rifle once more and slaying the remnants of the Knight company. In silence among the piles of armor and he dissolved piles of ash that used to be Hive, he caught his breath, surviving a wounds made by A cursed blades takes a lot out you, almost like you are ill, like you don't feel comfortable in you own skin. Interrupted in that thought from amongst the silence a unnatural laughter grew from the all around him. Jumping to his feet he searched his surroundings with his rifle drawn, the keckeling continued, it began to echo in his head.