Wrong your blind worship dullness the true effectiveness of our guns made of gold. March! March in the herds you sheep really are follow your blind path set out before you while we the Hunters the true Guardians pave that very path for you to follow! With our precision and split second reflexes we adapt to your lowly Nova Bomb by simply Double Jumping out of the area then we smit you with our seemingly but potent bullet castes and forged with the golden light of the traveler! The Traveler believes in us the master race the Hunter! Traverse this galaxy like so many greats before you Hunters, In Komarov's name!