Tuesday; four days until the Guardian Assault Matson jumped up and fired a shell into the mine. When he fell back to the ground, he chambered a new shell. He jumped back up and shot the mine again. The hunter repeated this five times, until he ran out of shotgun ammo. Laurel held her Last Word steadily, and aimed at the bomb. She pulled the trigger, then jumped as the cannon recoiled. She fired off all eight shots before reloading. The warlock, then, began force pushing the the bomb, hoping to disrupt the inner mechanics. "I don't think we'll get it!" Laurel cried out. "Just give it everything you got!!" Matson demanded. Once again, more Cabal marched out into the chamber. The two Guardians spun around, watching each others' backs. They were overwhelmed by the excessive number of enemies, and with the ticking time bomb. Laurel began to whimper as the time continued to count down. Matson placed his hand on Laurel's shoulder, letting her know that they were in this together. The hunter charged the crowd of Cabal, then channeled all of his arc energy into his knife. Flashes of blue light lit up the dark arena as the hunter danced through the beasts in a fury of destruction. Many Cabal were vaporized by the immense energy, but it was not meant to last. Matson fell against a wall from exhaustion when his Light was finally drained. "Watch it!" Panoptes yelled. Matson instinctively ducked as a Cabal crashed its muscular arm into the tin wall behind him. Matson tried to get away, but the centurion grabbed his leg and pulled. The hunter clung to the ground, but the Cabal yanked him back. Matson jabbed his knife into the hand around his leg, then tried to crawl away. It only bought him a brief amount of time. Matson got to his feet, but was punched to the ground by the war beast. The hunter curled up in a ball as he held his stomach. That punch dealt some damage. Laurel pounced on the Cabal and beat its helmet with a large rod, distracting it. The beast swung his arms around until it grabbed the warlock, then threw her on top of Matson. The Awoken quickly got to her feet and covered the wounded hunter. The Cabal went to slam its fist on the puny warlock, but she managed to force push it away, causing it to fall on its back. Moments later, the centurion finally got back on its feet. Now, it was running at the two Guardians. Laurel quickly looked for any piece of metal she could use as a weapon. Nothing. She cringed as the behemoth got ever so closer. WHAM!! The beast's helmet was crushed, literally bent inward like a soda can, despite a skull still being inside it. Oil and blood now leaked out of the armor of the dead corpse. Laurel looked up to see Victor finally back on his feet, and he was pissed! He had shoulder charged the beast in midair! "I am not watching anymore of my subordinates die!" Victor yelled as he hoisted Matson onto his shoulder. With his free hand, the titan shot off any approaching Cabal. It was time to take out the bomb. Victor sat Matson behind cover, then shot at the mine. Every bullet weakened its metal plate, and it was only a matter of time before it would break. However, even the titan was running low on ammo. "Victor!" Matson yelled as he pointed at the legionare that was attempting to crush the titan. Victor sighed with frustration. He turned around and uppercutted the beast. It staggered, but aimed its slug thrower at the Guardian. Victor dropped to the ground, trying to dodge the micro rocket. However, the bullet still hit a target-- Laurel, killing her. "Laurel!" Matson yelled as he lunged to his feet. He rushed over to Laurel, held her, and waited for his Light to build up so he could revive her. "Matson, take out the bomb!" Victor yelled as he tackled the last Cabal to the ground. Matson looked to the mine. Ten seconds and counting! The hunter, checking his options, eventually used his Light to turn his knife into an Arc Blade. Six... Five... Four... Suddenly, Laurel exploded in a flaming fury, knocking Matson backward. She condensed Light into her hand, creating a burning fusion grenade. Three... She threw it at the mine and plastered the orb of Light to the iron plating. Two... BANG!! The grenade destroyed the mine just before it was set to detonate! Matson fell to a sitting position. All of the fear that gripped him, finally dropped him to the ground. The hunter discharged his knife and sheathed it. Matson tried to smile, but he was still coping with what he just witnessed. "Enemies die, you live... weeell done," Variks said over the intercom. In the distance, the gate to the lobby opened. Laurel's wings of fire slowly died out, then folded into her back. The warlock held out her hand to pull Matson up. Panoptes willed away Matson's helmet, revealing that his jaw was dropped from shock. The hunter hugged Laurel tightly. "I bet you didn't see that coming," Laurel said with a chuckle. "I knew you were a Sunsinger, but I thought you were a Praxic Warlock!..." Matson replied. "Let's get out of here," Victor said as he helped Matson walk out. The team left the Prison and joined the crowd of Awoken and Guardians in the hanger. Victor helped the hunter hobble to the barracks. Victor swung the door open, carried Matson to the bed, then sat him down. "Are you okay?" Laurel asked anxiously as she clicked her nails together. Matson stretched out across the bed as he held a swab of tissue up to his, now bleeding, nose. "Yeah, I'll be fine... I'm sure some rest will help." Victor nodded, then turned for the door. "Well, just holler if you need anything," then the titan was gone. Laurel looked to Matson, then chuckled slightly. "Sorry about that thing, earlier..." Matson sat up and leaned against the wall. "Sorry? You saved our--" he paused. "Our tails back there. Without that little stunt-- well, I guess we could've come back to life-- but, we would have lost." 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