"Grenade!" Raphael shouted, jumping to the side as the small blue detonation device blew through with a wave of plasma and energy sparks. The sparks passed through and hit the Spartan's energy shields and flickered the gold barriers to 45% capacity. Blue plasma swopped through the air and missed Raphael by inches, the superheated energy weapons were shown to be very dangerous against the energy shields of the Mjonlir suit.
The scientists cowed in fear as the Storm covenant advanced, the Shanghalli warriors firing their storm rifles into the midst of civilians and the one male Spartan. Ureal's corpse was quickly over ridden by vicious Jackals and Grunts; who immediately resumed firing their weaponry at the civilians.
Green plasma bolts quickly swung past and cut into one of the civilians, they slowly eroded at the scientist's skin and into the body. He dropped quickly, his lower torso damaged badly by the small plasma burns. Raphael swore as he saw a scientist's entire chest blow in an eruption of needles, leaving a pink cloud in the place of a man.
The Spartan fired back furiously, shooting his shotgun at the Shanghalli repeatedly; and managing to drop one within three rounds.
Before the elite minor fell, another drop pod swung through the air and smashed into the ground furiously; another set of Shanghalli warriors jumped out; led by a Golden Elite General clad in heavy covenant garments.
"Holy hell this is a nightmare" Raphael roared as another scientist fell, blood oozing out of his neck as the carbine projectile imploded his brain cavities, "This is Spartan 680 calling in to 'Wary Warden', where the hell are my reinforcements!"
An operator replied curtly, "Pelican is on approach, ETA 3 minutes."
Another drop-pod crashed into the ground, this one a lot closer to the squad itself; after a second's delay the cargo was unleashed unto the black soil that had been charred with plasma burns and blood.
Two hunters thundered down onto the earth, both armoured and armed identically with dark purple armour, ornate triangular shields and green tinted fuel rod cannons infused in their right arms.
They emitted a strange noise together, a soft growl that emanated from hundreds of organisms inside the entire structure. One of the heavy warriors started charging up his fuel rod cannon, the other started running up to the squad; both members operating like some form of teamwork.
The hunter ran up to Raphael, hefting its shield to smash the Spartan into the ground with one thrust; the other fired its fuel rod into the surviving civilians; cutting down their numbers to barely two survivors as the rest burned with radioactive fire and sparks.
Raphael looked up into the small triangular face of the massive hunter; he fired his UNSC shotgun twice at the hunter's chest piece and watched as the rounds simply grazed the heavy thick armour.
"Click"
His shotgun went dry, leaving the Spartan defenceless to the huge wormlike creature.
Raphael jumped out of the way, letting the hunter smash its shield down straight into the black soil and leaving a dent in the ground.
Suddenly a fast missile flung through the air, another drop pod; but this one was different, it was a set of four UNSC drop shuttles.
They smashed into the ground, crushing the hunter into a soft orange paste with mechanical armour sticking out at the bottom of the shuttles. The second hunter groaned in a collection of anger's, enraged by the loss of his bond brother.
Before it could exact revenge, the drop-pod's opened quickly; revealing Michael, Lucifer, Gabriel and, although it was a tight squeeze, Mort'ang.
"Open fire!" Gabriel shouted, his sniper rifle quickly eliminating the Storm Shanghalli general; the thick and powerful sniper rounds easily passing through the elite's heavy armour. The other storm soldiers roared at the newcomers, unsure whether to attack or flee this new force.
Mort'ang roared at them, firing his needle rifle at the underling grunts first; aiming for headshots and easy kills in order to terrify the rest of the Unggoy into fleeing.
The covenant started to fall back, terrified with the prospect of fighting one of their own as well as the Demons, rage filled the last hunter; letting it run forward but almost immediately fall to the floor, revealing Lucifer with a heavy knife behind it.
Grunts screamed as they saw the last hunter fall, even the Shanghalli storm soldiers seemed to tremble as Lucifer turned around and faced them all; one black Spartan who had downed a hunter with a single blow.
The Black Spartan looked back at his squad mates and nodded to them, then stared intently at the Harbinger who had positioned himself behind the attacking forces.
He ran forward, activating his stolen camouflage and preparing to kill every last covenant in a form of revenge over the death of Ureal.
He ran intently, straight for the massive black elite who had called himself "Harbinger", letting his invisibility camouflage himself so could assassinate the monster himself.
The Harbinger stood alone, clad in black heavily ornate armour and wielding a long silver handle; the elite sniffed the air slowly, taking in the scent.
Lucifer walked up to the monster slowly, grabbing his long knife and letting his camouflage directly avoid all visibility between himself and the Harbinger.
"I smell your stench Prey" the Black clad elite roared.
Suddenly, the elite spun around in a complete arc around himself; letting his energy reaper sweep around and slash the invisible Spartan across the visor, letting blood pour out of Lucifer's face as he fell to the floor, defeated.