Anaxis stared at the door that Grixis and Molkir passed through. No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't get the thought of Grixis out of his head. He thought him becoming dark would be as bad as it got, only to see him transformed, taking the very embodiment of the Hive. And what was 'it' that Molkir talked about? It was no doubt a weapon of some kind, but what? But it didn't matter. What was made clear was their next move: a complete assault against the the Last City and the Traveler. Alice was right about one thing, the war had officially begun. But even with every single Guardian in defense, they still didn't have the numbers nor the firepower on their side. He needed to get the House of Stars involved and fast. Returning himself to the present, he spoke to Orion. "Pull us out." And in an instant, they were beyond Fundament, and back on the Moon. "Let the war, begin."

"Essentially, I need to focus my energy into one single point in my body, then unleash it in a massive blow, as hard as possible."