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Изменено (ShadowheartMC): 6/20/2022 6:14:45 AM
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Queen’s Ransom (2/2)

Explanation: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/256751222/0/0 Sunlight floods into Shadow's eyes, nearly blinding her. She draws in a breath of too- thin air. Her helmet's been knocked clear off her head and it cracks as it hits the ground. Blood drips from her open mouth. She stumbles, falling to her knees. For a moment, time seems to freeze. Everything quiet, no sound, just sight. The sight of Skolas, weapon raised. Larger than life. His cloak rippling behind him, eyes glowing coldly. Black hair whips into tangles across her face, lips parted to drag in oxygen. Her golden eyes burn bright enough to rival the sun behind her in all its overwhelming glory. This wasn't a mission. This was a personal battle between a Kell and a woman, one that would be engraved in both their minds for as long as they both lived. And Skolas would fail, if for only one reason. Thrusting herself off of the ground, Shadow breaks the silence, wind and snarls and gunshots filling her ears once more. Fire engulfs her slender form, racing along her arm into her hand, preparing for one- two- three - steady shots straight into the Kell's head. Skolas roars in agony, clawing at his mask, now melting against his face. A vicious smirk plays across her lips as she takes the opportunity to separate herself from him. "You're not a Kell! You're a pathetic, worthless, failure!" His midnight blood staining the ground is a welcome sight. She takes in the sight of the Skolas, the hands that had held the blades that docked Variks. She wonders how many more eliksni and awoken he had wounded and killed. Shadow takes aim one last time.[i] This one's for Variks. [/i]The force of the shot knocks the hunter backward. She stumbles, just barely regaining her balance. -BANG- The otherworldly screams of Skolas flood her senses. Flame erupts around him, finishing him. Skolas falls to his knees. But it's not enough. Blinded, seeing red, Shadow leaps from her perch and races toward him. A scream rips from her throat, an echoing cry of rage and victory. She draws her knife, the edge glinting cruelly in sunlight. A machine of war, Shadow was taught to be just as cruel to her enemies and cannot resist that urge, especially now. "Shadow!" The voice is muffled and far away. Skolas has no strength left to scream— he hisses and growls, ether wafting from his jaws — as she stabs the blade into his abdomen. Blood splatters over her hands, staining her clothes. Shadow digs her weapon into his battered armor, slashing away blindly. Stabbing the defeated Kell with a force that shoves him downward with each blow. Somehow, she manages to catch the voice of Mara Sov over the coms. Something about it makes her listen. "Petra, bring Skolas to me." [i]What? No![/i] "Shadow, stop!" Something hard slams into Shadow's chest, knocking her a step back.      Her Ghost.      "It's over!" [i] "No, no! Let me kill him!"[/i] she cries. She catches Skolas across his face with the tip of her knife one last time before he's taken by Petra, disappearing. "Capture confirmed!" Petra seems far too pleased to notice or care for the raging guardian below. Shadow stumbles and falls to her knees, struggling to breathe. What about Variks? What about what he wanted? Darkness crowds her vision as she fights to remain conscious. "...I'll meet you back at the Reef with your reward!" Reward...? Shadow cared not for the Queen's treasures. But the thought of returning to the outpost gave her the last scrap of strength she had to push herself back to her feet. She walks forward a few unsteady paces. "Are... are you alright?" Her ghost floats in front of her, scanning her. She may be seeing things, but he looks ... scared. "Yes." She is too. "You did it. It's okay." His voice comforts her, her heart begins to slow. Yes, she did it. Skolas may not be dead- but he was at least captured.   He wouldn't get the chance to attack her city, or her awoken kin any longer. Most importantly, he would never lay a single hand on Variks again.

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