- 2 Days Later -

"Okay, allow me to understand this." Commander Zavala massages the temple of his forehead with his two front fingers as he tried to comprehend what the Seekers had told him. "You mean to tell me that you were trapped in a Vex simulation with over two hundred copies of yourselves, and made it back here in one piece?"

Scorch nodded regretfully. "We did at least. The rest of the copies, as well as the mind core, were destroyed when I shot the console it was inhabiting."

"Aren't we forgetting something just a bit important here?" interrupted Cayde, and the others turned to look questioningly at them. "I can see you've got a cloak on your back finally, but from where? If that's whose I think it is-"

Scorch nodded again. "Yes, it's Matt's. They were there at some point too, though how they managed to evade the mind-core… I don't know."

The Hunter Vanguard whistled while Ikora's eyes widened in astonishment. "They were there? How did you find anything like this, we searched for months-"

Dawn began to explain. "Scorch realized that there were multiple sets of footprints in the Ishtar Academy's first room, meaning that they had returned there at some point. Once we figured out where they'd gone, it was a simple matter of following their trail."

The Vanguard seemed to be at a loss for words. Cayde managed to say, "You have brought us closer to finding them then we got in over five years. Hell of a job, if I do say so myself."

Ikora raised a hand to quiet him. "Yes, but it's still not close enough. Did you find anything else? Any clues as to where they might have gone afterwards?"

Eager took the reigns of the conversation. "A few files down in the Archive had been opened within the time frame of them visiting it. One was encrypted, so Spectre put the file on a data drive. Scorch gave it to the Cryptarch to decrypt."

"Has he made any progress yet?" inquired Ikora.

Scorch shook her head to the disappointment of the Warlock Vanguard. "Not yet. He said he was getting close yesterday, but apparently it's quite the tough file to crack; it might take a bit of time to-"

The group of Guardians collectively began to turn their heads at the sound of someone running into the chamber. There stood none other than Master Rahool himself.

"Well, if it isn't the convenient timing of all convenient timings!" chortled Cayde as the Cryptarch regained his breath. "What's the dealio?"

He held up some kind of device in his hand as he huffed with exertion from running. "I've... decrypted the file! It's very... important... that you all see this!" Without waiting for further input, he threw it onto the table where it activated. A holographic screen emitted from a light on the device, projecting itself in mid-air.

"The file's contents consisted of several items; a map, some mathematical notes, and a basic summary. It reads as follows; 'The Vault is a Vex construct, a network of locations and structures run through the very mantle of the planet, though how far is unknown. We've managed to pinpoint what we believe is an entry point, somewhere that the Vault can be accessible through, though it's simply a theory at this point. The only reason we managed to pick this thing up in the first place was due to our attempts to trace the signal from the Vex mind core. Whatever it was communicating with, we found that it's in this so-called, 'Vault of Glass', waiting for something.

" 'What it's waiting for, we don't know, nor will we be able to find out. Since our discovery of the mind core's nature, we're having a vote tomorrow, after which I'll write the last log entry. I hope whatever we decide, others stay away. They need to stay away from this place, or risk the same fate as us. If you do find this, however, know that whatever threats exist to the Traveler, none of that matters if the Vault of Glass's conflux still lives. It must be destroyed.' "

Ikora gasped and Zavala's brows furrowed considerably. Even Cayde stopped for a moment and looked at the holographic screen with something akin to fear in his electric eyes. "Jesus..."

Eager took a few steps back, obviously having not expected this reaction. "What's the matter?"

The Warlock Vanguard's skin had turned slightly pale. "The Vault of Glass is supposed to be a legend, a rumor of a Vex chamber where an unspeakable evil dwells. We didn't think it existed, but if this file stands as proof..."

The Cryptarch looked at her. "Indeed. It spoke of how something within the Vault was communicating with the mind-core in the Archive. If I had to guess, it would be the conflux that the file spoke of, the conflux of the Vault." He paused slightly. "But that bit confuses me. From what I've always understood, Vex confluxes are more of anchor points, or data archives. But they're definitely not alive. The file said, however, that everything is at risk as long as that conflux still lives. What does that mean?"

Cayde shrugged. "Your guess is as good as ours. Like we said, we had no idea this thing even existed for real until about five seconds ago." Suddenly, his face turned blank as a thought crossed his mind. "Why is the Vault even- oh no, don't tell me what I think you're going to tell me."

Scorch looked at the two Guardians beside her. "This is what they were doing, looking for the Vault of Glass! Eager, who was that person you talked about earlier? The Stranger?"

He nodded. "The Stranger was once the Assassin, ally to the Darkness. But she flipped sides, and even helped two of them with saving the Traveler's Spark, which allowed them to resurrect their dead leader and most of the other Guardians who died in the Battle for the Traveler. She hasn't been seen in a few years though."

Scorch held her left hand, the one holding Matt's old cloak, up to the chin of her helmet as she thought of possible scenarios. "Okay, how about this; the Stranger knows about the Vault of Glass, or at least a possible rumor of it. She tells the three of them that something has been triggered there, and they need to check it out. They find evidence of the Ishtar Archive, and go there to get information. They find out what they need about the Vault, likely its location, and then..."

Cayde faced the other Vanguards with his face full of panic. "She's right; think about it, why would Matt, Ash, and Aria have been looking for info about the Vault? Entertainment? There's only one reason they'd be trying to find out anything they could about it."

Ikora groaned. "They would immediately try to destroy it, to conquer it! Oh, what fools they were…"

Scorch raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that good that they would try to do something like that?"

Zavala shook his head. "Along with the legends of the Vault have come tales of Guardians attempting to breach it. There was a story of three Guardians who tried a very long time ago, a story that is now told to children as an old folks tale."

Ikora nodded. "The tale of the three, Kabr, Praedyth, and Pahanin. It's said they were the bravest of their time, and ventured down into its pits to seek an end to the threat."

"What happened to them?" asked Scorch. "Did they succeed?"

Ikora met her gaze with steely eyes. "Out of the three, only Pahanin made it out, and he was said to be forever scarred by what he witnessed down there." Scorch felt a lump in her throat, and attempted to rid herself of it unseen.

She asked with a shaky voice, "Is that all?"

"No." The Warlock closed her eyes. "The last that had been said to attempt it was Kaine. We thought nothing of it, figuring it was nothing but an exaggerated rumor, and did nothing to stop him. He wanted a way to fight off the shackles of fate, to rid himself of the illusion of free will, and obtain true power in defying destiny. He never came back, but if he truly succeeded in doing so…"

"Then the Heroes aren't the only ones we have to find," finished Scorch.

Ikora nodded. "The evil in the Vault may be this conflux you spoke of, and considering the power over time that the Vex have exhibited in the past, I worry that it would be too much power in the wrong hands." She corrected herself. "Actually, it's already in the wrong hands, but it could be in much worse hands."

Dawn looked at Spectre, and addressed the Ghost. "Are there any maps in that file?" He turned back to the monitor, and bobbed in the air.

"Yes, there is. It's a layout of the Waking Ruins, with a hand-drawn circle up on top of a cliff-like area, near a Vex door."

Scorch clapped her hands together. "That's it! That's why there were so many Vex bodies in that area, they fought them off as they entered the Vault! Why didn't anyone check that door, though?"

Spectre vibrated slightly. "Apparently, it's been thought of nothing more than another entrance into the Citadel, another Vex structure nearby. But nobody's ever been able to access it, so they must have written it off as an impossible location for them to go."

Cayde pointed at the Seekers. "Alright, we've got a game plan. Scorch, take your team and get back out there. Do whatever it takes, but you have to get into that Vault!"

Scorch nodded, and turned abruptly to exit the hall. Eager and Dawn followed after her, now with a mission in mind; to bring the Heroes home no matter the cost.

-X-

The Seekers approached the Waking ruins. They looked around the large open space to see the massive circular door that had been so incorrectly assumed to be harmless sitting upon a cliff in from of them. Vex stone structures littered the area, half sunken into the ground. On the left of the clearing was a staircase made out of the same material and built into the dirt. The same staircase connected with the large precipice on which the door sat, connected with a path of grass and overgrowth that had spread over the steps. On the right was a collapsed section of ruins that stood high above the left side of the clearing, and had also become overgrown with moss and other plant-life.

Slowly, they made their way towards the door. As they walked up the left side, Dawn noticed that there was a rectangular pillar standing inside a ring placed upon the ground. It was a most peculiar sight, and she wondered what it was for. Setting aside her inquisitive nature for now, she simply followed Scorch and Eager up the hill to the entrance to the Vault.

They stopped just a few feet short of the large access point, and stared at it. Eager looked questioningly at Dawn and Scorch. "Any ideas on how to get in there?"

Scorch appeared to be stumped. "I… I'm not really sure. Could we blow it up maybe…?"

Spectre made his way over to the door, and scanned it. "You could try, but it wouldn't do much. From the density of the material this door is made from, anything less than a nuke won't put much of a dent in it."

Scorch threw her hands in the air frustratedly while Dawn decided to look around a bit more out of curiosity. Glancing behind her, she noticed that another pillar stood behind them a few meters, also surrounded by a ring. Beginning to put the pieces together, she looked even farther up on the collapsed structure to see a third instance of the odd pillars. Something about them seemed familiar to her…

While Eager and Scorch discussed with Spectre on the quickest way inside, Dawn walked slowly over to the pillar behind them. She knelt down just at the edge of the ring, and stuck her hand through the assumed boundary. Immediately, tiny white cubic pixels began to integrate around her hand. They weren't solid, merely lights that rose upward from the ring, following its circular path around the pillar. All of them began to appear, emanating from the point in which she'd punctured the non-solid barrier, and soon there was a roughly two-foot tall circle of white cubes that had ascended from the metal ring on the ground.

"Uh, guys?" she called, hoping that her companions would see this. The others turned around to see the discovery that she'd made.

"What the hell?" Eager walked over to her and took the same position as she did, kneeling on the ground with his hand outstretched. "What does this do?"

Almost as though it were responding to his question, a deep humming could be heard, and they turned to look towards the source of the sound. In the middle of the clearing down below was a stone pedestal, and as they watched, even more white pixels began to appear and build themselves up from the pedestal in the shape of a large vertical-standing rectangular cuboid.

"Is that it? Do we need to unlock the door by using these things?" Scorch posed the question to anyone in general, and Dawn nodded in response.

"I believe so, but there's two others on the sides. I think we need to have all three to-" She stopped talking as she watched a Minotaur teleport into existence near the base of the left side. Its intent was made known when it walked calmly into the circle down there, and the white lights began to shift into an angry red hue. She watched as the pixels on the Pedestal began to disappear and regress.

"Stop that Vex!" Dawn yelled, and without question, Scorch leapt up and fired several rounds down below into its chest. The tore through its outer plating, and a moment later, it fell over. The lights turned white again, but the damage was done, and the pixels began constructing themselves anew.

Several blue orbs of light began to wink into sight near each of the three pillars, and Scorch knew what had to be done. "We can't let them get into those rings! We have to defend them until that door is open!"

Dawn nodded, and turned to Eager. "You heard her, let's move!"

A mark of their recently acquired loyalty, they instantly moved into action. Dawn made a beeline for the ring on the collapsed ruins while Eager sprinted for the lower ring near the base of the stairs. Scorch remained at the center, and began to focus her aim on a group of Goblins that had materialized nearby and were steadily carving a path towards her ring.

Dawn made it to her ring just as a Minotaur was about to enter it. She leapt forward, and focused energy into her fists. She struck the ground next to it, sending large vibrations rumbling through its legs before the electrical pulse washed over it and obliterated everything within a ten foot radius. She then stood back up, unslung her auto rifle, and began to fire upon the other waves of enemies attempting to breach the circle.

Eager lobbed a grenade of solar energy over at a Hobgoblin coming too close to the ring. It exploded in a fiery burst that ejected liquid flame all over the surrounding area, completely drenching its target. As the Vex soldier began to vanish in orange light, Eager popped a new magazine into his sidearm, and let loose a long torrent of bullets upon other challengers to the area he defended.

Meanwhile, Scorch found herself backing up against the pillar as she continued to lose ground to several Minotaurs attempting to relinquish her control over the ring. They were going down, but not at as fast as more kept appearing. Turning around and feeling for the top edge of the pillar, she pulled herself up and scrambled onto the flat top. Upon reaching it, she spun around and let the Last Word fly with its thunderous sound echoing all around the surrounding area.

Eventually, she dispatched most of the attackers, only to see another group teleporting in a mere twenty feet away. Panting heavily from the rush of adrenaline coursing through her, she glanced at the constructed pixels progress in the middle. Surprisingly, they had reached a considerable height, and now that familiar Vex stone material was beginning to form where the pixels were, as though it was pulling the mass from an external dimension or something similar.

Before she got too distracted, she looked around to see that in addition to the group she'd spotted walking over to her, another had begun walking up the side of the dirt path to her right, or rather on the left side of the clearing in orientation to the door. It was too much, she was alone and didn't have the experience of the other two. She uttered a soft growl or moan of determination; she was getting to those Heroes, she was going to bring them home, and these Vex weren't going to do a damn thing about it.

She felt a curious warmth in her arm, and looked down to see a spurt of purple flames licking the palm of her left hand. Her intuition, the feeling that guided her for being a Child of Light came over her again, and she knew what it was meant for. Aiming at the group on her right, she tossed the fire down onto the ground. It instantly grew lengthwise, effectively creating a barrier of which they could not cross without dissolving into void energy. On her left, she felt a surge of power within her chest, and she leapt up in the air reaching behind her for something…

A purple bow of pure void energy appeared in her grasp, and when she pulled her other hand back it held an arrow of the same make. She instinctively pulled the arrow across the gaseous form of the drawstring, and let it fly. It burned a hole through the Minotaur it impacted against, and landed neatly on the ground behind it. As its first target fell, the projectile suddenly split, a void line tethering each enemy nearby to the arrow. They could not move, paralyzed by the energy which ensnared them, and Scorch pulled out her trusty weapon to finish hem off. Within seconds, the last of her enemies had become a smoking heap of metal.

Suddenly, a noise rang out. It sounded synthetic, and Scorch searched for the source. She found that the pixel-structure was now completely replaced with the Vex-stone, and at the top was a small white light. This light emitted a pulse that spread over the entire clearing.

Before Scorch could react or give any orders, the pulse had washed over her and her companions. Nothing happened to them, and she inspected her body to make sure of that. But the Vex were a different story. Dawn held her auto rifle ready to fire, but the Goblins she'd been fighting had frozen, stuck in some form of paralysis. The female Exo looked confused as her helmeted head spun left and right in bewilderment as to what had just happened. Down below, Eager simply poked one tentatively, and watched nonchalantly as the particular Minotaur he'd prodded fell backwards and landed against the stone steps with a large clang.

A beam of white light jetted out from the light which had created the pulse, and it made a beeline in the air for the large circular door which granted access to the Vault. On cue, a rumbling could be heard as the mechanisms of the door began to unlock. Dawn and Eager joined Scorch where she stood to watch this spectacle unfold. The circular door's plating and sheets which made up its structure began to rotate upwards to each side consecutively throughout several layers of metal, until the bottom third of the door was now open.

Beyond the entrance, Scorch could see a set of stairs descend for a short while before becoming embedded in rock, upon which the rest of the path formed, likely through some caves. She looked to either side of her, watching her companions masked faces. Dawn's visor depolarized, and Scorch could see the Exo's shocked expression. "Holy…"

Eager pointed at it. "Now that, was a tough lock. But we beat it, right? We can enter?" He turned to stare at Scorch, and she nodded. Reaching her left hand down, she reached for a corner of the cloak she wore, remembering her promise.

She gripped it tightly for a second, then let go and nodded in response. "We can enter."

Scorch tentatively took several steps toward the entrance. A rush of cold air greeted her, blowing out from the depths of the caves inside. She stood hesitantly for a few moments in the last little stretch of light that lit up the immediate area of the entryway, before taking a deep breath and forcing herself to walk down the steps.

"So," called out Eager, "I see you managed to summon your super ability. How did it feel?" Scorch could tell he was simply trying to make conversation in the darkness, but she was genuinely inclined to respond.

"It felt… well, it felt like one of the best feelings in the world, like I could take on anything. Do all supers feel like that?"

Eager shrugged. "When you cast a super ability, the Traveler's light fills you with itself, granting you strength and power. It's not hard to imagine how empowering that makes people feel." Scorch thought this was an adequate response, and accepted it.

After several minutes of walking, the cave opened up a bit. On their right was a large crevice, like a crack in a glacier. In front of them, the rocky ground turned to copper-colored grates of Vex structure. They walked across it cautiously, maneuvering their necks around to see if anything nearby posed a threat to them. After the grate platforms, another passageway made up of the Vex-stone beckoned to them. Reluctantly, they all continued their progress and entered.

Spectre flew around them, analyzing everything they passed. "I'm compiling a blueprint of the entire structure for further study later. This place truly is incredibly large, and that's only a guess from the echolocation pings I sent out a while ago!" He vibrated contentedly each time a scan was completed.

Scorch smirked. "I guess even deserter Ghosts have a love for information, huh?" The Ghost paid her no mind, and continued on his project.

When the hallway opened up again, there was a collective gasp from all three of the Seekers. Before them was an enormous chasm, spanning for what looked like miles in either direction. "All of this has been hidden from us for how long?" asked Eager breathlessly.

"At least a few hundred years," responded Spectre. "But in all honesty, the place could be hundreds of thousands of years old, and we wouldn't know it."

Dawn's head snapped toward the Ghost at his odd statement. "What? What do you mean?"

Spectre lazily floated around them. "Knowing what I do about the Vex and their reality bending technology, as well as power over time, it's not hard to imagine that this place could have been locked out of time, and simply pulled into Venus itself when the Vex took it over."

In front of them were large Vex-stone platforms that rose out of the depths below, and awaited someone to use them. Scorch pointed them out to her fellow companions. "I'm assuming we'll need to use these to get to where we need to go."

Dawn stepped forward. "I'll jump first, test it out." Scorch moved to argue, but Dawn held up a hand. "Relax, I can handle myself. It's just a small jump." With that, the Titan lined up her trajectory, ran forward and leapt down to the stone below. She hit the ground with an echoing thud, and bent her knees to absorb the impact, as well as placing both her hands on the ground in front of her to stop herself from slamming completely into the structure. She then stood up, and waved Scorch and Eager over. "It's stable," she called. "Just be careful, and be prepared for the landing."

Both of them landed on the stone behind her, and Dawn held her hand outward towards the next one. "Now that we know it's stable, after you fearless leader."

Scorch snorted. "Fearless? Yeah, right." Nonetheless, she followed Dawn's example, and jumped to the next platform, a process which they repeated several times until they reached a final area that acted as a cliff, hanging out from the rocky side of the cave interior. In the middle of the outcrop was an extension of the Vex-stone, one that almost looked like a pier or dock reaching into empty space. All three Guardians walked up to the edge, and looked outward.

Below the extended stone was an arena of sorts. Scorch looked up and around it, finding that there were staircases on either side of the large chamber, as well as in the middle. There was something glowing in the very center of the arena, in what looked to be a pool of light. And just beyond that was another circular door like the one they'd entered earlier.

"Another door," muttered Eager to the side of her, echoing her thoughts. "How do you suppose we get past that one?" To this, Scorch didn't have an answer. She tried to think of something, but before she could set her mind to it, she felt her guiding feeling come over her again, and her gaze fell upon the glowing pool below. She gestured at it.

"Something tells me that we're gonna need whatever that is." With no time to waste, Dawn leapt down to the floor of the arena below. Eager followed suit, as did Scorch a moment later. He landed on the ground fairly close to the edge, and she shifted to avoid hitting him-

She felt herself fall short of the floor, and she hit the edge of the stone, her chest impacting hard against the ground while her legs dangled off the side in the void. She began sliding backwards off the edge, but managed to quickly grasp the edge with her left hand before she fell completely. There, she hung over the precipice while grunting from the effort it was taking not to fall. A moment later, Dawn's hand reached down and gripped the Hunter's wrist strongly, then began pulling Scorch back up and over the top of the edge.

"Maybe next time, plan your jump rather than being too eager? That's his job," she chuckled, nodding her head towards the Warlock nearby.

"Har har," he said mockingly, annoyed at the pun of his name. Dawn shrugged.

"What next?"

Scorch walked over to the staircase in the middle of the arena, the one that led down to the pool of glowing light. She started to descend the steps as Dawn and Eager watched her carefully nearby. When she finally made it to the pool of light below, she say that some kind of object hovered in the center of it.

"What is it?" Dawn called, curious as to what it could possibly be. Scorch looked it over, and found that it took the shape of a shield, a fancy one at that. It appeared to be made of pure blue and white light, and an aura of energy surrounded it. She began to step inside the pool as Eager protested.

"Hey, wait a second, we don't know-!" Before he could finish, Scorch was already within the pool's boundaries, and nothing had happened. Regardless, Eager still looked to be on edge, and kept his eyes trained for any signs of trouble. He didn't trust any of this, and he sure as hell didn't want any of them getting killed. Both Dawn and Scorch seemed to have forgotten exactly where they were, which was an ancient place of legend, said to hold an evil of unimaginable levels. He hadn't, and he was going to treat this place as such.

Scorch stepped toward the shield. A blinding white arc of energy was pulled against the blue hard-light of the shield's structure. This was likely the strap that one would use to wield it. The feeling was now more powerful than ever, urging her to pick up the shield and use it for… what, exactly? She knew that what she felt was her fate guiding her, but it still created more questions than answers. Either way, she knew that she needed to pick up that shield to get to the Heroes, and that was all the motivation she needed to reach forward and loop her arm through the white arc.

Immediately, she felt a sensation of warmth spread through her, electrifying. The energy from the shield flowed into her, and tingled her nerves, as though someone were prodding her with pins and needles everywhere on her body. It felt great, almost an ecstasy throughout her sense of being, it was wonderful-

A noise emanated from the recesses of the chasm, and all throughout the air. It seemed to come from everywhere at once, a deep groaning as though something were waking up.

They disturb the Aegis… The voice that said this came from the same source as the groan, perhaps made even by the same entity. It was deep, menacing. It sounded masculine in nature, but Scorch couldn't precisely determine the gender of an echoing voice in the darkness.

They mean to enter the Vault, and delay my plans like the others… Above, Scorch could see Dawn and Eager spinning around to look for the source of the voice. Evidently, they could hear it too, which meant that this had nothing to do with Scorch's guidance. The others… that had to refer to the Heroes!

She tried to reach out to the voice. "Are… are you the conflux?" Silence answered her, as the voice pondered her query.

How do they know of the conflux…? asked the voice to itself, sounding wary but impressed. She tried again. "My name is Scorch, I'm only here to retrieve a group of Guardians that may have come here in the last few years. I did not know the Vex were capable of reason-" The voice interrupted her.

The Vex have no reason, only their hatred. As for me… It paused, as though trying to answer properly. After a few seconds, it appeared to have found one.

You seek others like yourselves? Scorch exhaled slightly, glad that she was making headway. "Yes. That is all."

It groaned, evidently not believing her. No, there is something different… unusual about your aura… Scorch gasped slightly as she felt some kind of invisible presence probe her, explore her body and penetrate her very soul. She could feel her soul, as thought this thing was making it a tangible object.

In an instant, the tendrils of it recoiled, disgusted by something it had found. No! A Child of Light, here… another one brought up in tales of their own legacy and destiny…

Scorch hurriedly tried to patch things up. "That doesn't matter! Yes, I may be intended to bring about the Balance, but…" Something dawned on her. "Hang on… another Child of Light?"

The voice sounded angry. You will not bring your fate in here… I have defied destiny, held it at bay for a great time you have not known… yet, you would end all I have with your own.

She attempted one last time to get a word in. "Please, if you would just hear me out…!"

ENOUGH! The voice cut her off. There will be no more talk. You will not retrieve those which you seek, and you will not enter the sanctum of the Vault! Prepare, for your final breath will be taken in the Templar's Well!

She looked up at Dawn and Eager who were anxiously looking around for trouble.

"Final breath at Templar's Well… that doesn't sound like too promising a prospect," muttered Dawn.

Eager nodded. "I concur. Scorch, what do we do?"

Before she could answer, a light began to glow from behind her, and she looked up onto the ledge that stood before the door they needed to go through. Something big began to materialize on top of it, something massive…

With a screech that sounded like scraping metal, an enormous Vex monstrosity appeared. It hovered above the ground, with a large metallic body much in the shape of a upside down triangle. Its bottom trailed onward until it split into several segments that magnetically kept close together, and moved with the creature. A cylindrical shield stood vertically, effectively protecting it on all sides from damage.

"Figure that's the Templar?" yelled Eager, shaking slightly as the Templar's screeches echoed around the cavern and vibrated against the walls and ground, making it unstable.

"There's not much that gets by you, is there?" shouted Dawn in response. Scorch only stood there and watched in horror as the Templar began to charge itself with blue lights, preparing to unleash something.

You seek your destiny… but here, you will find only your own destruction. The Templar suddenly let loose a wave of energy, a pulse that spread throughout the chamber and was powerful enough to knock everyone off their feet, skidding backwards from the force.

Scorch hit her head against the steps behind her, and began to black out. As she did, she heard the voice give its final thoughts;

Here, you will find only Darkness, Child of Light.