"We'll do higher... I can throw you."

He bolts towards the elevation. The Squadron of banshees had just turned around, and were preparing for another assault run. From their current distance, their shots would be easily dodged by the pair of Spartans.

They are getting closer. Their shots are turning more accurate. They're speeding in fast.

The Master Chief bolts up to the hill, screeches to a halt, and turns to Ami... Ready to throw her.