-and suddenly he felt everything in much more detail. He could hear Johann gasp in surprise, and he could feel the cold air entering his lungs. His lungs? He tore off the glove of his right hand and instead of seeing the white and black mechanical hand, he saw a human hand, with pale skin and a brand on the back of it. The brand read 'Stolen' in the Hive dialect. He removed his helmet and spun it around, using the tainted glass visor as a mirror. He saw a young man in his twenties, with light blonde hair and blue eyes. One could even say he was handsome, were it not for the lime green markings that formed the shape of an eye in his forehead.
Shin Mal Phur stalked through the tunnel system, ready to draw his Golden Gun, but there was no need. All the Hive here were already dead. He had hunted a powerful Shadow of Yor to this ritual ground. The guardian, an Exo who called himself Evan, had taken the Touch of Malice, and he most likely had the other Dark weapons. He came upon a large door which had been blown open with a powerful Void blast, there was practically nothing left of the door except purple cinders and purplish smoke. A guardian stood inside, a guardian who wore the same attire as his target except he wasn't an Exo, he was human. A cruel-looking spear lay on a pedestal in front of him. The guardian seemed to notice Shin, as he spun around and saw him when he tried to get closer. The guardian rested his arms behind his back and the green markings on his forehead glowed a sickly green light, and the spear started floating. Pure Arc energy seemed to run along it's surface, electricity running through the spearhead. The guardian spoke.
"Do you know what Oppenheimer said when he created the atomic bomb?"