-I looked at the thorn in my hand. Seemed funny how the fallen had left me with the one remnant that so many used to kill. I lifted my thrown and felt its dark energy weak. A vandal was walking alongside the desert in mars, a glowing titan mark along its hip as a trophy. I felt the solar flare inside me, and I begun to form a hammer in my hand, burning with the sun. I tosses it at the vandal, and it exploded. I collapsed on the sand, exhausted. It had been so long since I've used the light in my body. -I began to move towards the singed titan mark. I wrapped it on my waist, feeling the nostalgia of the tower before me. I tossed my thorn in my hip and grabbed the rifle he was holding. It was very remnant to the queen breaker bow. Fired like it too. "ZTUA. LISHA OFN FRRE" Next to me a dreg pulled out a shock pistol, and began to toss a grenade at me. But before it could I fired, its head clean off. The damage meter in my helmet read 1230. I began to get up from my crouch, and felt the sand beneath my greaves. I remembered my shoulder charge, how I was able to jump in the air and demolish a enemy I adjusted the temperature in my Helm of inmost light. I saw my two lightning grenades on my chest and felt the ruin wings against my arm. My thorn at my side and the queen breaker ready, I ran over the sand to a small chest. Inside it was a ...no...it can't be. A Gjlallahorn. With 4 shots left. And a Jewel of Osiris that shot arc. I quickly dismantled my thorn by smashing it and grabbing the exotic shard. I tossed it into my gjallahorn and felt my ghorn flash with light. On the horizon I saw Skolas with septiks prime. I had heard whispers of a safe house somewhere. And it was through them-