"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.