"There used to be, when the Sangheili were servants to the false prophets, slaves to the covenant, they used to have a limited number of uses. Our efforts to improve them were rewarded, our swords no longer exhaust their energy supply." The shipmaster regarded this woman, she was definitely beautiful, yet she had a certain edge to her, a warrior. At the same time she was very interested in his people's weapons, the arbiter had instructed his subordinates to aid humans, so he obliged.

"Alright. If the time comes, I would like to borrow some weapons from you." *She nods at you, then continues to scan the room* "This place... Do you feel it also?"

"The last time I felt a presence this unholy was when I fought the parasite." Ever so often he would scan The room, even the corners and the ceiling.

"Last time it was Anubitch, sorry, Anubis. Nasty little guy. Tried to destroy the planet of course." *She shrugs* "I un-ascended him right before separating his head from the rest of him. Of course we had to deal with the rest of his fleet afterwards, but we had friends to help with that."

"You sound quite accomplished. Tomorrow we shall see what new foe fate has arrayed against us."