Tucker landed roughly on the soft ground below on his feet, and forced himself to stop a moment to take in the sight around him. "I thought this was amazing before, but now it's.. wow." Tucker was completely mesmerized by the beauty of the forest around him. The thought never occurred to him that a forest shouldn't be right outside a gorge, but he didn't care. He was snapped from his daze by the all too familiar sound of a vehicle approaching. "Dammit Sheila, stop following me!" He muttered to himself. He ducked instinctively as the trees ahead of him snapped and crashed as an explosive shell tore it apart. "What the fuck Sheila?!" he yelled as he took off sprinting through the now deathly silent tropical forest that also now seemed to be devoid of anything alive and moving at all. He stopped cold again when he heard something; twigs cracking, and whispering in an unknown language. "The Covenant," he thought to himself, "The damn Covenant is here too. That's just great." When he peeked up, he saw there was only one alien, a smaller one holding a Needler. He approached it quietly before ending it swiftly with a vicious blow to the back of its head. "There's probably more close by, i shouldn't stick around unless i wanna become alien chow." and with that, Tucker walked quietly off into the forest, the explosions of Sheila's cannon now distant and meaningless to him.