A quick volley of blue flashing goblets of plasma ripped downwards violently with keen attempts to splatter against the thick energy shielding of the surviving Sangheili warriors. Within a few seconds, the rounds had impacted against the barrier encasement of the golden zealot; allowing him to roar out in fury as his shielding was altered. Ra'zark continued to kneel however, absorbing the miniscule rounds into his own cackling blue shields as he fired with his own purple clad Carbine rifle.
Roars of fury quickly rushed out of the honour guard clad Jiralhanae as the thick lime green flashing projectiles cut into its golden ornate helmet piece; slicing through the soft metal and ripping through the tough skull underneath in order to blow the creatures brain's out from the inside. A thick plumage of brown blood swiftly erupted out of the back of the brutes head, splashing across the purple wall behind and allowing the horrendous muscle, flesh and armoured monstrosity to smash down brutally to the ground below.
"We must fall back!" Aethos growled outloud in enragement, looking out as another battalion of Jiralhanae warriors marched into the thick holy sanctum with weaponry aimed high and roars escaping out of their tusk ridden maws. If the stream of opposing traitors never ceased to flow into their presence, death of not just one Sangheili minor but all of them would be imminent; henceforth their retreat and survival was to be placed at top priority.
As the golden clad elite growled in defiance over the notion of retreating, a thick barrage of plasma rounds splash straight through the softer barrier shielding of a blue encased Minor; cutting into his armour fragments and ripping into the ebony black skin underneath in order to leave the once powerful warrior to smash straight down upon the purple floor almost like a ragdoll.
Finally as the golden zealot noticed they had indeed lost another of their brethren, he roared out in fury to the dwindling brothers of his race, "Pull back! Get back to the stair well!" He knew that although the slaughter of this traitorous race was something he truly wished, he had strict regulations to speak to the Sangheili Councillors and not to be halted by this mere fire fight.
The final elite minor honked out in approval as the two high ranking warriors retreated back through the thick chamber halls that led towards the stair well; firing behind themselves at the invading brutes that immediately saw this opportunity and rushed forward to exploit it by slaughtering the surviving members of the Sangheili armada.
As the golden zealot evaded straight out of the holy sanctum, he quickly screwed the high projectile rifle onto his back holster whilst throwing two blue orbs of plasma detonation straight at the ground. Letting them sizzle on the ground before detonating violently in a twin explosion in order to rip apart a battalion of brute warriors that had attempted to follow them all into the chamber with a violent explosion of brown blood and husky burnt flesh.
As the corpses sagged down to the ground, one particularly massive overweight brute honour major smashed down to the ground; firing the plasma turret at the retreating elites in hopes to drop them straight in their blasphemous tracks. However as the Sangheili successfully dodged the live rounds of thick superheated plasma, the commanding brute roared out for all of his brethren to follow him in the slaughter of these heathens.
Meanwhile
"Shipmaster Ya'kai, numerous battle cruisers are in hot pursuit of the primary infection of brute controlled vessels; plasma weaponry charging and preparing for an onslaught ahead" One operator spoke slowly, his mandibles twitching in anticipation through the silver helmet that encased his head completely.
A soft growl rumbled out of the newly promoted shipmaster as he cocked his head in confusion, one assault upon a ship wasn't understandable but at least it was minor; however an intergalactic assault could spiral into the covenant's own destruction within a manner of days; the prophet would no doubt not approve of this sudden violent outbreak.
"Commander, the Sangheili Fleet-master is requesting all vessels loyal to our own race to prepare for high priority assault." The operator roared out swiftly, reading a quick message that had translated upon his own visor. Thick plumages of red light suddenly portrayed themselves unto the screen, alerting the numerous pilot operators over the knowledge that an intergalactic war between the two rival species would actually initiate.
"This move may tear us all down" Ya'kai sighed slowly, twitching at his mandibles in fury over all the new found power that had been placed aboard his own armoured shoulders, "We must protect the hierarchs over this betrayal, the holy city of High Charity must be held under our own justice and liberty."
"Ya'kai! Jiralhanae controlled battle cruiser inbound for our position, boarding craft preparing to assault our position" The officer roared out in sudden disbelief, quelling the compulsive urge to rip out the sidearm plasma right in his holster in order to arm it, preparing himself and the rest of his brethren for the assault to come.
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