Mountains, how he was growing to hate them. The way down did not take as long as it had for them to reach its summit, but he still had to keep himself from falling, sliding, and tripping up on the dying shrubs that often found themselves in his foot path. The sun had moved a mere quarter in the sky as they touched down to the semi-flat bottom.

"We're never going to make it to the city before dark. Do you even see how far away that is? I do not have the stamina built up to sprint away like some athlete from the past." Feron would grumble lowly, pulling up his pistol and checking the magazine before aiming its barrel forward. "We'll have to spend another night somewhere at this rate."

The two continued to walk on, toward the destroyed buildings that lay just outside the Last City. Pax was unusually quiet, and it unnerved the Hunter, putting him on edge until alas he spoke.

"Hold on, I've got something on my sensors. Its moving quickly, too fast to be walking. Get behind something, I do not know if they are friendly."

With that his Ghost disappeared, straight up gone. Feron panicked as he ducked behind something, feeling deserted once again, bringing the feelings of last nights nightmare to life. Being alone in a time of need. Teeth gritted as he grasped the pistol tight, ready to take the fight to the death if it was required.

"Hostile, a single Fallen on a Pike. We can use the pike if you refrain from shooting it too many times." Pax suddenly chimed in, nearly scaring the hell out of Feron. "He's scouting ahead of his group, alone. This is your chance, Hunter."

After the initial fear caused by the sudden approaching Ghost, he shook his head, clearing it as he readied for the battle. What Pax failed to mention, is that a Pike contained firepower, and for good reason, as the Hunter likely would have shied away from this task had he known.

"Get ready."

The engine grew louder, a small radar in the bottom of the Hunters helm pinged with the incoming enemy, and as it grew closer, he peered around the corner, leaning his body to take aim. It had been so long since he had wielded a weapon, but his aim struck true, or at least hit its mark. As the Dreg shrieked, falling back with the impact as the pike skittered forward without a pilot. Quickly Feron rushed forward, he needed to finish the Dreg off before it gave up his motives. The barrel was aimed at its head, and slowly the trigger was squeezed, as if the Hunter was having second thoughts. This.. this would be the first life he would claim in this new life, but his mind shifted to the Traveler. This, this was for it.

The shot echoed between the buildings, and without a second thought, his hand dove into the pockets of the creature, pulling out what appeared to be some shimmering rocks, a long with a few more clips of ammo. "Good, wont have to worry about running out now." He'd respond, before inspecting the rocks he'd found. "Pax, what are these?"

The Ghost would carefully emerge from the shadows before running his laser over the rocks. "Glimmer, it is a form of currency now, highly valued and used for just about everything. I do suggest you hold onto them."

Feron nodded, calmly putting the rocks into his pack before turning to the Pike. "Well, this should shave some time off. Do you think we'll make it?" He called, as he lifted his leg to mount the Pike, sitting in the still warm seat and inspecting the controls. It was not much different then a motorcycle if you thought about it, but Feron had a clueless moment as he searched around for the ignition. "I.. uh.. Don't read Fallen. Which button makes it start." He'd call to Pax who quickly moved over his Guardian's shoulder.

"Hmm, sloppy hand writing they have, makes things so hard to read." Pax would grumble as he searched as well. "Aha! This one here, the blue one."

"Thanks Pax." Feron would say as his finger jabbed the button, and the engine sputtered to life.

"Not a problem. Setting a point forward, simply head toward it, doesn't matter the route you take, however.. just try not to run into anymore fallen. I'd like to get you to the tower in once piece."

"Uh.. right ok." Feron would mutter as he stumbled over the controls of the Pike. It stalled a few times before he was finally able to understand how it functioned. Thankfully it wasn't that complicated, and soon enough he was pressing forward.

The point showed clearly on his Visor screen, and he was thankful for it as he dodged between, around and over the rubble in his path. It was pretty straight forward, and thankfully this thing had a boost that lasted a good while to get him out of any sticky situations he may have found himself in. Alas he broke the ring of dead buildings, until just before him loomed a massive wall. "What's with the wall, how am I to get over that." He'd call to Pax, who'd taken to the Hunters pack to prevent being left behind.

The Ghost would peek out of the pack, shifting slightly. "There are four main gates on each side of the city, follow the point to the South and look for a massive gate. It will be well guarded, but they are friendly, to us at least." He'd say before tucking himself back into the pack as the Hunter swung the Pike sharp and headed for the new point he'd been given.