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==Perks== | ==Perks== | ||
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==Lore== | |||
[[Zavala]] swung off his [[Sparrow]] in a rocky gulch near the [[EDZ]]. Across the wash, a [[Cabal]] Legionary leaned next to a small shuttle. A [[Psion]] stood at attention nearby. | |||
"You Zavala?" the Legionary called. | |||
Zavala tried not to feel slighted. "I am Commander Zavala," he answered. | |||
The Legionary squinted and nodded slowly. "Had to make sure," it said. "Security stuff." | |||
"Let's do this quick." The Legionary pointed a fat finger at the Psion. "This Psion's gonna ask you a question. Then you tell me your answer. I go tell [[Empress Caiatl]], and that's all." | |||
"What kind of question?" Zavala asked. | |||
The Legionary shrugged. "Only the Psion and Empress Caiatl know. Safest that way." | |||
Zavala warily approached the Psion. As it stared into him with its single eye, Zavala felt his ears ring. His hand went to his sidearm, but a vison sprang to his mind, vivid and fully formed: | |||
Zavala saw the [[Dreaming City]]. He saw Cabal ships filling the sky, spewing oily smoke. | |||
Then, an explosion—a sea of explosions, violent red and black with the fury of planet killers. Unmakers. But concentrated. Refined. Perfect for the size of the task at hand. | |||
He saw death for all in the Dreaming City, bodies facedown in the crystal grit of their palace. [[Mara Sov]], [[Petra Venj]], [[Corsair]]s, countless [[Awoken]]. Collateral. | |||
For at the bottom of a crater was the shattered body of a crystal-bound [[Hive]] god, destroyed at [[Savathûn, the Witch Queen|her]] most vulnerable moment, her trickery silenced forever. | |||
Then a war, yes, probably—but a small one. | |||
And behind it, blood on two pairs of hands. Two willing to pay the price for peace. | |||
"No." | |||
Zavala broke the Psion's gaze, and the vision stopped abruptly. The Legionary grunted. "That your official answer?" | |||
Zavala straightened. "My answer is no," he said clearly. | |||
The Legionary nodded. "Fair enough," it said and took a half-step back from the Psion. | |||
The Psion punched a code into a small wrist-mounted screen. There was a brief chime, a muffled pop, and the Psion slumped to the ground, blood pouring from a wound in its head. | |||
Zavala reached for his weapon again, but the Legionary laughed and held up a hand. "The volunteers knew that's part of the deal. Now nobody knows what the question was except for you and the Empress. Safest that way." | |||
"Gotta go and tell her your answer," the Cabal called as it climbed into the shuttle. "Hope you made the right choice!" | |||
The craft chugged into the sky, its jets spattering Zavala's boots with the Psion's blood. | |||
==List of appearances== | ==List of appearances== | ||
*''[[Destiny]]:'' ''[[The Taken King]]'' {{1st}} | *''[[Destiny]]:'' ''[[The Taken King]]'' {{1st}} | ||
*''[[Destiny 2]]:'' ''[[Season of the Lost]] | |||
==References== | ==References== |
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