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across the system. And today, it was our turn. By the time I was awake, I was one of the last few left. By the time I had activated the defensive schemata

witnessed by anyone else. After Eris' return to the City and the start of her cooperation with the Guardian, messages purportedly written by Toland were

the additional pages uncovered by the ARG, several links were hidden within the text, redirecting to various recordings by the Exo Stranger. Based on the

engram-shaped ornaments hung from decoratively macabre trees. A Ghost—one he's fairly certain belongs to the Warlock Osiris—goes cartwheeling by with a

watched the Psion prisoner, restrained by a set of centuries-old iron shackles. Saladin continued, "You were conquered by the Cabal. And in the face of a superior

you, Valus Saladin?" the empress asked. "We have a saying on Earth," the Iron Lord replied. "There are two ways to move a war beast: with a chunk of flesh…

Plaza but the staircase has been blocked by fallen masonry. The area is filled with civilian refugees being guarded by more Redjacks, Lord Shaxx, and until

incompatible with the Iron Decree, and so…" She shrugs. Her nonchalance is unrelatable, but I think I trust her. I trust the Iron Lords. They've given us

who spoke to him in his fifth life Lore:Truth to Power As speculated by Medusa, only by enclosing a target within the "O'" activator and the possessive "mine"

cell she selected for their use—a vacuum-gapped sphere of relic iron coated inside and out by signal-deadening spinfoil. It hovers in suspension, a black miniature

than I can track. "Died" twice by my hand alone. Second time I even looked to deliver some insurance, but he was hauled off by his goons before I could add

those halls were intersected by the Vex network, his Echoes hacked Hobgoblins and Minotaurs apart using Solar Swords powered by sheer will. They hid their