“Guardian! Grab that weapon! NOW!” “I’m on it!” The Guardian turned to reach the weapon. He was blinded by the glow of the light, he extended a hand into the light to claim the weapon. A hand grabbed his arm in the light. As the Guardian looked up he sees a man standing there. The man looks the Guardian in the eye and then faces the Aphelion without hesitation, he walks toward the threat. “The weapon is a guardian?” “Not just a guardian” Wolf knew this guardian. Fire in his eyes, lightning in his feet, and void in his hands. He leaps into the air with a bolt of lightning banishing the dark around him. He appears in the sky with wings of fire and throws a massive nova bomb into the crowd of vile beings. None survive his onslaught. A second wave rushes toward him, he summons his Dawnblade and with a single swing he sends a wave of fire and fury to scorch the earth below destroying all that threatens his bastion. The guardians look on in confusion, but Wolf sees him and drops. The mystery guardian approaches them, he was grizzled, cracked armor covered in a brown robe. He had a scare under his right eye and a beard that Zavala would disapprove of. “Now, now, Wolf. What did I say about kneeling? Get up, I need you at your best.” The man said as he helped the hunter to her feet. “I thought you were dead?” “Yes well, we are all dead in a way.” “I mean dead for ever.” “I locked myself away, I waited for their return. Eventually time got to me, memories got to me. I needed rest. I’m glad you found me.” “So we did all of that, we lost guardians all for you?!” The other Last Light guardian demanded answers. “What were you expecting? A Gjallarhorn?” The mystery guardian rebubbled. “Stand down! This man is worth more than any single weapon.” Wolf jumped to this mystery guardian’s defense. “Who are you then? Why should we believe that they fear you? What makes you so special?” “This is no place for story telling, but you can call me Stryder. We’ll talk in the Tower, you can find me on the Traveler’s Walk above the Hall of the Vanguard.” “Stryder… The Tower was destroyed.” Wolf broke the news. “Then I’ll find you, Give me some time.” They gathered the dead and headed home, leaving The guardian they risked their lives for behind. “How long was I out?” “Four years.” “Really?” “It was hell.” [spoiler]I hope you enjoyed this short and final part of Act 1: Arrival! There is more to come in the future, and I hope you stick around for Act 2: Revelation, where you'll learn all about who Stryder is. Happy Independence Day, I'll see you star-side, Guardian. ~Stryder out. [/spoiler]