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Betrayed

I deeply apologize for the late update guys. Stuff came up and it didn't help that my main PC got a virus so severe that I can't even factory default it to save its life. As such, I had to transfer all my files onto a USB and considering the amount of writing I do, it was a lot. With all the time and effort to save my writing, I had little time to write. Luckily, I have a laptop in case such a thing happens and all I got to say, is that strangely, I find the laptop keys more comfortable than my desktops lol. Anyways, enjoy the chapter!

_Transcript: Concerns_

_Source: Ghost of Guardian Hush_

_Alias: Crystalline_

_Transcript of conversation of Titan Akiva Wahl [a.w] and Ghost Crystalline [g.c]. Topic concerning Warlock Ianos' guidance of Titan Hush_

[a.w]: So, tell me again? Why do you want Hush to live under Neve and I's roof?

[g.c]: Don't you see what Ianos has in that room of his? Relics of the past. Rare oddities. And not to mention everything in there has a probability to harm her.

[a.w]: Look, I understand your concern, but I can say that Hush is in good hands. No one else can do a better job than Ianos at keeping her safe.

[g.c]: I can't help but doubt those words.

[a.w]: Crystalline, you have been at the Tower for how long? Two years now? That's not long enough to give the kid a chance.

[g.c]: And it's still not long enough for me to understand why in the Light and Darkness you call him 'kid' when he is obviously decades older than you.

[a.w]: It's because he died like what, in his early 20's and I died in my late 30 – off topic. Let's just say it's an inside joke between our slowly shrinking group of acquaintances. Anyway, what I am saying is give Ianos a chance. He had seen horrors during his time in the Dark Ages and he knows plenty well to keep those horrors from innocent minds such as Hush.

[g.c]: And another reason why I worry for Hush's safety. He is a scarred individual, what if there comes a day when he breaks?

[a.w]: That is exactly the reason why Hush needs to stay with him. She keeps Ianos on his feet, the last thing we want to do is to take her away from him.

[g.c]: How can you be so sure about this?

[a.w]: … Trust me, the last thing you want to do is to harm 'anyone' that Ianos takes under his wing, especially if they're a newborn, or in Hush's case, a child.

_End Transcript_

Xxxxx

As soon as the assault had started, it ended, leaving almost little to no damage to the Plaza where it had begun. However, it cannot be the same of the Guardians, many of who had been taken off guard by those they had called brethren. The last Ianos had heard, many had been transferred to the Medical Wing of the Tower for damage to themselves although, luckily there were no deaths; though, it seems the assaulting Guardians weren't after kills.

From what Echo had gained from the interrogation on Warren, the members of the 'Paragons of Light' wanted prisoners, to bring back to their cult leader for their light to be taken or 'cleansing', as the Lightless Titan called it. This had sent a sense of unease for those who were present, but for Ianos it was much so after he had attempted to contact Crystalline, only for the female Ghost's frequency to return blank; she may not be a Tower Ghost, but the Warlock knows for certain that she would recognize his frequency. It was only when he returned to his quarters and found it in ruin that he realized what had occurred.

Now, the Awoken Warlock searched the hangar for the familiar white garbed form of Echo, Ianos knowing fully well of the Titan's intentions when he had left the room in a hurry. As such, he didn't hesitate to approach Echo's form when he spotted the Exo Titan prepping his ship, the latter of which had recently lowered the ramp for entry.

When he approached, Ianos didn't have to look into Echo's visor to know that the Titan knew he was coming; the Awoken can tell from the muffled scoff underneath his helmet followed by the Exo turning to face him, "What do you want?"

"Take me with you."

It was straightforward, immediate, Ianos giving Echo little to no time to react as he added, "We were in earshot of you interrogating Warren, Echo. It wasn't hard to over hear the rest of your 'conversation'. I know where you are going, and I want in."

No sooner had he finished speaking when Ianos watched Echo turn to fully face him, enabling him to spot the small wisps of Void light emitting from his shoulders, "And what makes you think that I am willing to take 'you' with me?"

The wisps of light seem to grow with every word, a deep rumble emitting from the back of the Titan's throat; Ianos knew this was an attempt to intimidate, the lack of intensity in his shoulders and how his hands stayed relaxed near his side all too clear to the Awoken.

"The Paragons are a 'cult', Echo," Ianos started, "and cults usually amass a large following. You think you can handle that many Guardians at once?"

"I am more than capable of handling a few 'newborns'," The Awoken frowned at the Titan's words, "I do not need your help in snuffing a few lights out."

Watching Echo attempting to turn around, Ianos found himself reaching out and grabbing the Titan by the shoulder, forcing him to face the Warlock's way, "Hush was one of the Guardians taken by these 'Paragons of Light' and if what Warren says is true, her light will be taken."

In response to his words, Ianos felt Echo pull himself away from his grasp, and the Awoken sensed the narrowed glance behind the Exo's visor, "We have seen the effects of a Lightless Guardian, if this child's light indeed gets taken, she will be unaffected." He then scoffed, "Isn't that what you want? For her to live on as a 'normal' being?"

"She is more susceptible to harm without her light," The Awoken found himself speaking through clenched teeth, "It is the only thing keeping her alive."

Another glare from the Exo Titan, "The Light keeping her alive? What kind of blasphemous talk are you speaking of?"

"She is a 'half-breed'," Ianos answered, "My Ghost scanned her biology, and he had estimated she wouldn't have lived more than another year without the aid of the Light; her skeletal structure would have been too weak to further support her weight, let alone enabling her to make it to adulthood." He gritted his teeth, "Despite my want of her to live a civilian life, her light is what is enabling her to survive, without it, she is at death's door."

Hearing nothing but silence emitting from Echo, Ianos, at first, thought he had won, until the Exo stated, "And why would I care for the life of an 'organic' child? Despite your relation to her and the probability of her survival, I care little of her. In other words, I am still not letting you come with me."

Giving the Phoenix Exo a glare of his own, the Awoken Warlock felt the urge of a threat, acknowledging his knowledge of the origins of the Phoenix Exo to the Titan in front of him. However, as he watched Echo turn and started up the ramp into his ship, Ianos resisted the urge, the fear of death of the old Guardian lingering in the back of his mind and plus, the Awoken Warlock truly does want to improve his relations with the Phoenix Exo – at least, for Unit Eleven and Knight's sake - and no doubt a threat will be of little help. As such, after contemplating momentarily, Ianos instead said, "You do know that Unit Eleven is close with Hush, correct?" The Warlock saw the Titan pause, "Despite your strong dislike towards organics, Unit Eleven does tolerate them, and I highly doubt he will appreciate you leaving one of those he considers an 'ally' in the hands of the Paragons, especially if her light is taken."

Once again, hearing nothing from the Exo Titan, Ianos opted to remain silent, leaning against one side as he waited patiently for an answer, "Would he still hold you in a positive light if you attack the base of these Paragons, only to leave all those captured behind?"

"I get your point," The Awoken Warlock couldn't help but let a sense of amusement linger in the back of his mind as Echo turned and snapped at him, "I will save this child, but that does not mean that I am bringing you with me."

"Despite my 'gratefulness' on your 'willingness' to save Hush, I won't take no for an answer when it comes to my aid on this mission," Ianos easily senses the frown behind Echo's visor, "I will take my own ship, I will track you down, even if you try to shake me lose. I. Am. Coming."

As if to put emphasis on his words, Ianos crossed his arms and stood his ground, straightening out his shoulders in an attempt to make himself taller; although with the Exo Titan easily a head taller than him, that was debatable. Nonetheless, when the Awoken Warlock saw the wisps of violet strengthen around the Exo's shoulders, Ianos let his own light linger on the edges of his fingertips, letting the familiar emptiness of the void permeate throughout his being as Ace released whispers of warning in his helmet.

Finally, a sigh of defeat can be heard from the Titan, "Fine, I will let you come." Ianos blinked several times as the Exo added, "Only for the reason that I may need back up if the leader of this cult is more than what I can handle."

Ianos scoffed at his words, "I thought you said you can handle a couple of newborns."

"I am more than capable handling Guardians such as yourself and members of this so called 'cult'." Echo snarled, "however, the more I hear about this leader from Loras and Warren, the more I believe that this 'Lady' really is a member of the Phoenix Exo."

The Awoken Warlock frowned, "What?"

"Reaver will explain everything on our way to the location of the Paragons' base," Echo said, "but for now, especially if you want to save those held captive by this cult, we best hurry."

Giving Echo a narrowed glance, Ianos opted to say nothing and instead, nodded once, signaling to the Titan to start heading up the ramp of his ship, and for the Warlock to follow.

Xxxxx

"Keep your head low and stay still."

Letting Crystalline's words echo in her ears, Hush simply slowly nodded, crouching lower to the floor as she sat on her knees, using the small wisps of light she is capable of controlling keep her body protected, using it as a layer to prevent her fragile form from collapsing.

Like the other Guardians around her, Hush was dragged underground, the bustling sounds of resisting Soldiers of Light quickly quieting as they were thrown together. Not long after, soft whispers permeated amongst the Tower Guardians and soon, quietly and subtly, the more experienced soldiers took the outer circle while confiding those younger in years to shift towards the middle, providing a circle of protection of those who were inexperienced. Hush, being both physically and chronologically younger, was placed in the middle, although, even protected by the bodies of those more in years than her, she couldn't stop the rapid beating of her heart in her chest, and her wide eyes glancing around for any sign of danger.

They were only held captive for several minutes, but Hush can easily tell something big was going to occur, easily from the way their captors aimed their weapons at the group but did nothing, and ensured that all of the captive Guardians had made it to their base intact. From these signs, these group of Guardians had brought them here for a reason, and something much more than being held prisoner.

Gulping at this, the child Guardian jumped when an unfamiliar voice rang throughout the room, her fear causing the words incomprehensible to her ears. However, as she shifted her attention towards the source, Hush found herself dropping as her eyes skimmed over the familiar form of the Exo Warlock, her yellow hues brightening at his appearance. Although, her glee was quickly replaced with one of bewilderment; was he captured too? But then, why was he standing up front with another Exo? And why does she resemble him so?

"There were more of my unit, Little One." Unit Eleven's words rang in her mind, "How many?" She remembers him letting out a soft hum, "Too many."

At first, she was confused at his cryptic answer, but now, seeing an Exo that was of the same design, Hush somewhat understood, although still confused as to why he stood up near the front instead of amongst the masses. Nonetheless, when she saw the dual mind Exo speak to the female next to him, Hush can only guess that they knew each other at least, but, from the subtle gestures of his shoulders and hands, he wasn't pleased with 'something', the young Titan being too far to fully comprehend his words. Nonetheless, the female Exo next to him seemed unaffected, and instead, motioned her hand towards one of the opposing Guardians, seeing the latter lower their weapon just long enough to reach over and grab one of the huddled Guardians in the mass.

They were a Warlock, an Awoken from the absence of his helmet, and Hush can tell from his expression that he was none too pleased for being selected. As such, he resisted, pulling his arm back after he was pulled onto his feet. In response to this, the opposing Guardian held up their weapon, aiming it down on the Warlock, pressing the barrel of their gun against his chest; this was enough for the Awoken to comply, although begrudgingly, as they made their way up to the front.

As soon as they approached the form of the female Exo, the latter held out her hands, a seemingly innocent gesture however, Hush can easily see a glimmer in her optics, a clear sign that was not the case. Mumbling to herself for the Awoken to not comply, Hush held in her breath when the Warlock gave the female Exo a confused look but nonetheless, placed his hands in hers. Immediately, light permeated between their fingertips, the child Titan seeing the Awoken's outwardly leave him, tracing over his hands and into the arms of the female Exo. Seconds of this and a gasp left the male Awoken's lips and he collapsed onto his knees, prompting the Exo to release her hands from his and take steps back.

Although, puzzled at what had just occurred, Hush couldn't help but let a sense of panic settle inside her chest as she felt rage emit from the Awoken Warlock, watching him leap onto his feet and rush towards the female Exo with a war cry. A single shot of a shotgun rang through the air moments after. Seeing the Awoken collapse onto the floor, Hush waited patiently when the familiar star shaped form of his Ghost materialized into view, expecting the familiar warmth of light to hover above the Guardian's body and for him to stand back onto his feet. However, as moments passed, a sense of unease settled into the young Titan's stomach, the sensation growing as she heard several of the Soldiers of the Light let out murmurs, whispers of fear.

"She took his light."

Disbelieving of their words at first, when Hush fixed her attention back onto the Awoken's Ghost, she saw the lack of color in their optic, followed by the shuddering of their shell against their core; her skepticism quickly dissipated and replaced with a great worry. And dread.

"Do not worry, you are in the middle of this mass," Crystalline's words lingered in her ears, "It will take a long while for them to get to you."

How long? Hush questioned, Will anyone come? Will anyone come and save us?

Waiting for an answer from the female Ghost, Hush's lower lip trembled when she heard nothing, and instead, watched as the Awoken's Ghost glided out of sight, more than likely to find a place to mourn.

"Volunteers?" The female Exo's voice was clear now, her actions having thrown the room into silence, "Death is not a consequence. Cooperate with us, and I promise you that you will leave with your disbanded Ghost in hand, equipped with the proper gear to return to your so called 'haven'. You just need to return your light."

"Return?" A voice blurted out from the mass, "What do you mean return? The light was given to us; however, you speak like as though we had taken it."

"Is that not what thieves do?" Her answer was immediate, no hesitation in her tone, "Take that does not belong to them? Deny their sins when they are caught?" The light in her optics dimmed to one of anger, and hate, "You Guardians, you 'organics' stole the power of the Traveler, leaving its true 'acolytes' to rot while you wielded its power for your selfish acts." Hush heard her scoff, "Just be considerate that I am letting you 'live' after taking back what you stole, otherwise, you would end up like this cretin here." The child Guardian saw her optics slip into the shade of crimson, "No sign of life, aggressive to the point where he did not consider 'his Ghost'." Seeing the female Exo bring her leg back, Hush couldn't help but let out a wince when her foot slammed into the side of the Awoken's body, releasing a loud 'crack' as the deceased ribs collapsed from the impact.

"Such a shame that he is not alive to feel," The female Exo spat, before nodding her head towards the surrounding Guardians, signaling to them to walk over and dragging the body out of sight, "although, if you resist, you won't be as fortunate as him." She then took a couple of steps forward, "So, as I have stated before, any volunteers?"

Pressing herself against the floor, Hush stared with wide eyes as none of the captive Guardian stood, let alone make a sound of being a willing participant. All the child Guardian felt was the nervousness and anxiety of the newborns around her, alongside the hush whispers of the experienced Guardians, their words muted in her ears.

"No one?" The child Titan's heart leaped up to her throat, "fine then, Titan Nikka-43, grab an individual."

Xxxxx

Although unable to hear Knight, Unit Eleven can easily sense the frustrations, the rage of Dusk easily taking the light and life of a Guardian so easily, so coldly; she simply smiled as the Awoken died at her feet. With this little care for life, the Exo Warlock couldn't help but let anger simmer in his chest, his optics flickering to red when her demand left her lips, "Dusk."

Her optics snapped towards his way, the red in her gaze returning to their natural shade of white, and a smile faded back onto her metallic features; acting as though she had done no wrong, "Yes, brother?"

Although innocent and kindness can be heard in her voice, Unit Eleven couldn't help but let frustration build up the back of his mind, and one of his own, not of Knight's, "Was there a need to kill him so heedlessly?"

Dusk's smile immediately faded from her features, and a small 'oh' can be heard from the female Phoenix, as if his words were not the ones that she had expected, "Did you not like the way he died? Killed too quickly?"

Disgust emitted from the younger mind, Unit Eleven flexing his fingers several times in order to keep both of their emotions in check, "What I am trying to say, 'sister', is your actions of taking a life so needlessly. Was there really a need to kill him?"

"Why are you defending an organic?" A frown formed onto Dusk's features, "the organics stole the light from the Traveler, took it parts and placed it into these 'imitations' around us 'after' they had dismantled the rest of our brethren."

"Those were the actions of the humans who were alive in the 'Golden Age'." Unit Eleven retorted, "These organics here, these 'Guardians' are not of the humans who created us, enslaved us, they had nothing to do with our mistreatment."

Red flashed back into Dusk's optics, a low rumble emitting from the back of her throat, "Are you not being hypocritical 'brother'? After all, you did kill many 'innocents' before your resurrection."

A silence loomed inside Unit Eleven's head, emotions of bewilderment and shock barely noticeable; even Day hovered nearby with a look of surprise, their white optic fixated onto their Guardian's face, "…. Where did you learn that?"

A smile returned onto Dusk's features, "Why, your Golden Age friend, Artificial Intelligence Prime is it? Had a lot of files locked into its systems, each one holding information on each of our brothers and sisters, alongside with every single imitation that was created. That includes you, brother."

Seeing her hand reach out to him, Unit Eleven did not react as her fingers traced his lower jaw, keeping his gaze fixed onto Dusk's optics as she stated, "Fought in the Resource War and was the only unit to make it back, alive. Placed under 'retirement' and forced into servitude with the Martin family, a family that you murdered with their backs turned. And then moments later, you entered the streets, slaughtering anyone who got in your way." The female Phoenix then leaned in, "So do not lecture me on taking lives 'carelessly', brother. For you have blood on your hands as well."

Keeping his optics straight into Dusk's, red then filtered into his vision followed by Unit Eleven suddenly snapping his hand around her wrists, seeing a startled look flash into her optics as he spoke, emptiness filling up his tone, "There is a reason why I followed my 'programming' so easily, 'sister'. When I was first activated, the humans were quick to point out a 'flaw' in my system, how easily swayed I am by 'emotion', especially anger." His grip tightens around Dusk's wrist, causing her to wince, "A human that went by the name Song Hwan-Lee was assigned to me to 'fix' my flaw, but instead, gave me a pattern to place my emotions into check; unlike the humans back then, Hwan-Lee saw me as an individual, not as an item." He then pressed his face against Dusk's, venom spilling from his next words, "The day when I killed the Martin family, when I killed Ben's parents, the day when I killed all those innocents, I lost control." A growl then escaped his throat, "And 'you', 'sister', is making me lose my patience."

Feeling her arm leave his grip, Unit Eleven then shook his head, blinking several times as red left his vision, sensing concern emitting from the younger mind, "Observation, signs of emotions spotted, reconfiguration of memory processed." He stumbled back, his mind going into a haze as the familiar voice of Day rang in his auditory sensors, his Ghost's words incomprehensible before his vision straightened out, fixing his optics back onto the female Phoenix, "These Guardians have done nothing to us, Dusk." He regained his composure, "There is no need to take their light, let alone, keep them here."

The Exo Warlock easily can see a look of bewilderment flash into the female Exo's optics, although this was quickly replaced by disdain and hate, "Are you really siding with these 'thieves', brother? Are you really siding with these 'thieves' against your own 'sister'?"

His optics flickering at Dusk's question, Unit Eleven glanced over to the captive Guardians, momentarily seeing one of the Paragon's having paused in attaining one from the group, his and Dusk's altercation having distracted the individual from their task. Brushing past them, the Exo Phoenix came to a halt when his white optics spotted a familiar yellow glow, wide eyes staring back.

He then turned his focus back onto Dusk, "Yes."

Immediately, Unit Eleven saw light form in her hands, signaling to the Exo Warlock to lift up his arms and blocked a light induced punch from Dusk, her white optics flashing to red, "Traitor!"

Letting out a grunt as he felt pressure press against him, Unit Eleven found himself glancing over to the form of Hush huddled in the mass, "Little One! Your Ward of Dawn!"

Seeing a bewildered look glaze over the young Guardian's eyes, it then instantly lit up as understanding finally reached them, the Exo Warlock watching the child Titan stand up and snap her hands to the side, and the familiar violet light of the Ward engulfed the captive Guardians. This immediately set the Paragons to fire upon the bubble, only for their weaponry to bounce off the shield of light; this gave the more experienced Guardians on the edge to jump onto their feet, their light glowing off of their shoulders as war cries escaped them. Then, chaos broke loose.

Unit Eleven watched with both mild amusement and surprise when majority of the captive Guardians leaped out of the safety of Hush's ward, many of them tackling their captors before prying their weapons out of their hands and opening fire.

With streams of light and gunfire streaking through the air, the Exo Warlock barely had the time to comprehend the feeling of weightlessness from his hands before an impact slammed underneath his jaw, causing the male Phoenix to stumble back as static filled his vision.

"We were made from the Traveler!" Although dazed, Unit Eleven took a step back to dodge a punch from the female Phoenix, "Created from its shell." Another step back to dodge, "We are literately a 'part of it', brother! Why would you aid these thieves!?"

Narrowing his optics at Dusk, Unit Eleven waited until she swung a hand towards him, prompting him to grab her by the wrist once more, and concentrated his focus onto his hand, feeling himself reenergize as her light dissolved into his fingertips.

"For the reason, 'sister'," He growled as her optics widened, "That they are not to blame."

With his words spoken, Unit Eleven then pushed her arm to the side before condensing the light he had absorbed into his hand, and then slamming it into her chest, feeling the cavity collapse from the blow as the female Phoenix flew back. Watching her skid across the floor, Unit Eleven then spotted the red form of her Ghost materialize above her, the gleam of red a proper projection of her namesake as she spread out her shell, a sign of attempting resurrection. Taking strides forward in order to take advantage of a moment of weakness, Unit Eleven instead heard a click of a weapon echo behind him, causing him to duck down as a single shot rang through the air. Swiftly turning around to face his attacker, Unit Eleven wasted no time to leap forward, grab the muzzle of the hand cannon in the Guardian's grasp, and pushing it down just enough for him to swing one hand into his attacker's face. Watching them stumble from the blow, Unit Eleven wasted no time to swing another hand at the unfortunate Guardian, feeling his fist come into contact with the opposing side before bringing up a leg and sweeping it underneath their feet, effectively knocking them down to the ground. Pausing just long enough to ensure that they were indeed incapacitated, Unit Eleven turned his attention back towards Dusk, only to frown as her body was now missing, the red shell of Ember having long disappeared from sight.

"They are slippery," It was Day who spoke, the white Ghost letting out a whistle, "and here I thought Ember was nothing more than decoration."

Opting to say nothing to his Ghost, Unit Eleven simply held out his hand, signaling to Day to materialize into the safety of his armor before taking strides forward, intent clear in his gaze as he approached the area of Dusk's fall. However, after just taking a few steps forward, he felt a hand touch his, and although at first alarmed, the familiar wisps of lingering void light was enough to let him feel at ease, and prompting him to pause and turn his gaze downwards, "Little One."

Seeing her yellow hues beam up at him, Unit Eleven then felt her hands wrap around his before she held up one hand, You are going after her?

He paused at her question, his white optics staring deeply into her yellow; it was answer enough for the young Titan to release her hold on his hand and then sign, Be careful.

Caught off guard by her words, the Phoenix Exo reached out when Hush stepped away, worry forming in his mind when the young Guardian took steps into the fray. However, he came to a pause when he watched the young Guardian snap her hands out to the side, offering cover to her comrade in arms as members of the Paragons of Light pelted the surface with their light and weaponry. Although he can easily see her eyes narrowed in concentration, her feet digging into the hearth to keep her footing, Unit Eleven can easily see that she held herself just fine, and in addition, he did not see their allied Guardians treat her any less, seeing the same light in their eyes of an opportunity of cover from a Titan.

"She is going to be fine," Day's voice whispered in his auditory sensors, "she maybe just a couple of years, but she is growing, Hush can handle her own, at least, momentarily."

Idly standing as Unit Eleven kept his optics on the child Guardian's form, thoughts of aiding the younger Guardian flashed into his mind, although this was quickly pushed aside when his Ghost stated, "Eleven, we have to go."

Taking hesitant steps back, the Phoenix Exo's gaze lingered over the child Guardian before he finally turned and headed deeper into the caverns.

Xxxxx

Anger lingered in her chest as she stumbled through the caverns, the disorienting effects of Ember's resurrection still hazing her senses.

Why? Dusk thought to herself, Why would he betray us?

Although angry at the actions of her fellow Exo, stabbing effects of betrayal was more prominent, sorrow soon gripping her emotions.

"I do not understand, the organics are greedy, selfish," She rasped out, "why would he side himself with those thieves?"

"He had been within the Tower for too long," Ember answered, causing Dusk to turn her white optics towards her Ghost, her confidant, her loyal companion, "the inhabitants there, he had grown too attached, corrupted by their words." The female Ghost hovered closer to her Guardian, "We have to 'free' him, Dusk, otherwise, he will not see the truth."

Soaking in Ember's words, a slow realization dawned upon her, "Then, would that mean that Unit I-0, Echo, would have been corrupted by the words of those organics as well?" Her optics went wide with fear, worry, "What if he too takes the side of the thieves?"

"Then we destroy the source," Ember promptly answered, "What else can we do when your brother was tricked into betraying you? Our numbers are lost because of his confusion, but, if we take down the very thing that has fed him lies, then, there is a chance, a chance for you, the Phoenix Exo, to take your rightful place as the Acolytes of the Light."

Keeping her blank optics on her Ghost, Dusk then glanced down, lifting one of her hands as she flexed her fingers; when she had first discovered her capability to take light, she had thought that she can take the light back on her own. However, with the realization that the thieves were too vast in number, Dusk had hoped to meet others of her unit, but the organics too have stolen them from her. Curling her fingers into a fist, rage took over her senses, her optics turning red, "Then let us destroy the corrupted." She shifted her gaze towards Ember, "Let us destroy this so-called Tower, this so-called City." A smile then spread onto her features, "So we can not only free the Traveler, but also free my fellow brethren from the organics greedy hands."