The scouting Kig-Yar traitor barely managed to stand a chance, only allowing himself a moment to squawk in retrospected fear; the simple and singular crude blue line of absolute havoc ripped through the augmented atmosphere horizontally until it burrowed straight through the bird like creatures chest. As the Jackal sniper fell, its scrawny and feathered right arm cracked against the hard floor; releasing its clench unto the purple carbine rifle that clattered against the ground almost ceremoniously.
Ra'zark snorted once as he reached down and grabbed the fallen weapon, taking it for his own whilst throwing a sidearm plasma pistol to his unarmed brother; they both knew that the Zealot was a better shot and the pistol would most definitely come into handy anyway.
Oo'rang didn't stop at all as they procession of seven Sangheili quickly ran past the room, turning a tight corridor and coming straight to face off against a massive purple door that had been shut tightly down with no apparent way through. As the crippled warrior attempted to interact with the silver hologram interface; a red light suddenly beamed on them all, revealing their own lack of clearance and that some form of security had been notified over their intrusion.
"Nihai'! Can you break down this door?" The purple clad warrior called out to one of the numerous Elite's he had brought with him on this assault; pointing to the large door and grabbing his own energy sword in anticipation of any Jiralhanae that would attempt to charge them all.
"If the gods give me strength" The crimson encased Sangheili replied quickly, stepping forward with one heavy footstep and preparing himself to smash the heavily reinforced purple door apart. As the other elites watched with surprised eyes, the absolute hunk of a creature dropped a well-functioning plasma rifle onto the ground and released its primary fuel rod cannon to give to a lower ranked Sangheili Ultra.
Aethos nodded in confirmation as he received the powerful radioactive rocket launcher onto his own shoulder pads; with a quick honk he kneeled down with his back to the door and staring out for the invading Jiralhanae assaulters.
Nihai' growled slowly as he stood upon the magnificent door, then with a solid growl he drew out his own personal energy sword and activated it; allowing a thick symmetrical eruption of white cackling energy and a surprisingly crimson flashing energy sword to create the full blade. Then with a roar the elite thrust the blade forward, skewering it into the door and slashing downwards slowly; exalting a magnificent array of sparks and melting metal to fall to the ground and light up the entire blocked of chamber.
"Oo'rang what are we to do once we catch the Prophets?" Ra'zark spoke up slowly from his own position behind the mounted turret, swivelling the massive blue weapon to all sides of the chamber in anticipation of anything that would even attempt to move forward.
"That you shall leave to me, I must reconnect peaceful negotiations between the San Shyuum or the entire foundations of the covenant could be ripped down and destroyed" The purple armour clad warrior replied swiftly, his mandibles twitching slightly as he thought over the notion of actually speaking to such high ranking creatures.
Suddenly, almost as if the brutish traitors themselves screamed out in defiance of this peaceful transaction; a swift and accurate orb of blue pulsating light streaked forward and carved itself straight into the helmet of the turret guarding golden zealot. Ra'zark roared as the beam rifle projectile bounced of his heavy shielding but dented it almost down to twenty percent; his own vision flashing blue as he returned fire unto the numerous Jiralhanae warriors that were rushing straight for them all.
"Return fire, we mustn't let these vermin prevent our path!" Oo'rang shouted out in protest, firing his own carbine rifle alongside the powerful surges of radioactive green orbs and the unstoppable volley of thick blue plasma goblets. Numerous shouts of rage suddenly ripped through the collection of Jiralhanae and Kig-Yar traitors as their own numbers started to dwindle; thick hunks of metal, flesh and blood erupting harshly out of the numerous corpses that simply were overwhelmed by the overindulgence of plasma.
One particularly large Brute major stood apart from the pack, holding onto a blue streamline beam rifle in its powerful grip; the sniper growled slowly and lined down the sights to exterminate a Sangheili minor with one powerful blue light straight to the skull. The major roared defiantly as the rest of his brethren charged forward; firing their own collective spike based weaponry but getting cut down without remorse.
A slow growl emanated from the sniping Jiralhanae as it watched through the thicket of battle; noticing the purple clad elite that was undoubtedly serving as the heretic leader in this situation and aligning the small crosshairs straight over the commander's purple headpiece.
"Oo'rang!" The large crimson encased Sangheili operator roared outloud as his own energy sword successfully sliced through the entire door vertically; smashing both sides of the purple metal to the side and forcing the entire thing open with his own brute strength.
As the commanding elite turned his own head to the side in order to order a swift retreat, one pulsating and powerful stream of light suddenly snapped across the augmented atmosphere; spanning the entire battleground until it bounced straight of the Sangheili's heavy shielding. Roars of pain quickly ripped out of the creatures mandibles as its head was pushed backwards by the brunt of the shot but luckily still accessible.
Oo'rang looked straight backwards to his operating crimson elite, nodding once and then drawing his own energy sword in his left hand in anticipation to hunt down and slaughter the blasphemous sniper that had fired upon him. As the commander sprinted forward, in order to sacrifice himself in hopes to allow the rest of his cohort to pass the door successfully; Nihai' roared for all of his brethren to pass through.
Aethos rushed for it first, evading straight through the small gap and successfully landing inside the corridor on the other side; then finally the remaining Sangheili started to follow suite and travel through the chasm. Ra'zark pulled in the rear regretfully, looking out at the final run of his commanding officer and brother as he retreated through the hole in order to save himself and the rest of his brethren.
Finally Nihai' slammed the doors shut again, causing the thickets of purple metal to clash together violently with a spark of purple light; creating a barrier that would barely be accessible even to the massive operator himself. As soon as the doors managed to shut, every projectile and shout on the other side was immediately subdued by the deafening silence of this new corridor and enemy.
For when the final five Sangheili warriors turned around, light beams of purple and blue light penetrating the thick layer of black smoke; all they could see was a hazy stream of brown gas exploding out of the creepily moving walls.
"That stench, I've smelled it before" Nihai' drawled wearily, drawing his own crimson flashing energy sword and bearing it at his own side in anticipation for the relentless slaughter and harvestation that would follow.