Lethe's vitals flatline. The Master Chief looks at the red silhouettes of his enemies behind his HUD. He was running low on munitions.
They were surrounding him. One of them was enough trouble as it, but two of them wasn't a fight he thought he could win. They were too fast, and too armed to fight them effectively.
He readies... But they freeze in place.
With their purpose accomplished, the lights in their shapes vanish into sterility. The orange glow of their eyes and limbs disappears, and slowly kneel back to their inert, sleeping existence.
The giant sphere's edges give a stronger glow. Its' humming shakes even the sands several kilometers around them... And the glow slowly turns into a familiar shade of blue.
It slowly opens. The Spartan aims... and lowers his weapon.
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They were surrounding him. One of them was enough trouble as it, but two of them wasn't a fight he thought he could win. They were too fast, and too armed to fight them effectively.
He readies... But they freeze in place.
With their purpose accomplished, the lights in their shapes vanish into sterility. The orange glow of their eyes and limbs disappears, and slowly kneel back to their inert, sleeping existence.
The giant sphere's edges give a stronger glow. Its' humming shakes even the sands several kilometers around them... And the glow slowly turns into a familiar shade of blue.
It slowly opens. The Spartan aims... and lowers his weapon.