And yet, in the end, the Sword Logic was proven false, to it's fundamentals. It did not hold true. It did not endure. The power of the Deep did not endure. The power of the Sky proved greater, and more true. The Light of the Traveler, burning within the breast of the Guardians, overcame the power of the Deep. Even within his own Throneworld, Oryx, the Taken King, who directly wielded the power of the Deep and could Take with the power of Akka, the Virtous Worm, even in that place where all reality bowed before the Sword Logic and no other rule should have been able to countenance before it, the Guardians of the Traveler were victorious. The might of the Sky threw down the servants of of the Deep, the Guardians of the Light overcame the champions of the Darkness. This is the secret of the Sky. This is the power of the Traveler. The is the essence of the Light: to turn back entropy. To overcome death. Those who follow the sword logic fear the final death, the heat death of the universe. They follow the Sword Logic because they fear it, because they believe that in conquering everything they will eventually be unconquerable, even from death, and rule eternally at the end of time because no other Sovereign can defeat them. They are wrong. The Light overcomes. It overcame Crota in his throneworld. It overcame Atheon in that place beyond time where the will of the Vex mind should have been utterly absolute. It overcame Oryx in the place where his power should have been the very essence of existence. The Sky overcomes all things, even death.