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Home > Elite (Loose) - Halo 2...
All heritage forces have been eliminated. Moving on.
And given what sleeps here, I fear there are lost.
And only the woods.
And remember, we will secure this section of the station.
Bro, I've seen today. I would not be surprised.
Brushed or chocolate?
By the rings. What is that?
Careful now, we don't know what those devices do.
Do not temperate start placing charges.
Everyone is a vessel for fraud.
First glance and position.
Follow me arbiter, I have found another emplacement.
For Wednesday, praised the orbiter.
For your brothers, death to the boots.
Forward to the icon.
Gonna coordinate in there.
Her took pains. What have they done?
Here comes. Prepare yourself harder.
Heretics about.
Hey, I'm only beast.
Hold position I am making my approach.
However, I think we'll get past me.
Humans fighting alongside elites? What's next? Grant hierarchy.
Humans, they mean to harm the icon.
I believe Soul leader, perhaps the frog.
I do not like the sound of that.
I will call you when we need you.
I'm a florist, engaged.
Ignore the braggart. Ready yourselves.
It shrugs off on every assault. It must have a weak spot.
It's moved on.
It's the human man.
Its truth must not be silenced.
Later, the storm is about to hit. We cannot maintain our position.
Leidos arbiter.
Let us know. Make ourselves a target for those scarabs. Proceed through the ravines.
Look up ahead, the parasite gathers for an attack.
Man, have I waited for this.
Ohh yeah, take it please.
Ohh, come alert them to our presence.
On the bright side, maybe they'll shoot him down.
Orbiter save some from the rest of us.
Perhaps I spoke too soon.
Perhaps, but it's Sentinels are too few.
Quickly, before it returns, let's find the heretic leader and finish him off.
Quietly now.
Rather, we protect ourselves.
Raw over so soon.
Red heist. There are more books to kill.
Replacement destroyed, heading to the next target.
Rules the Holy warriors of the sacred rings.
Shall we keep moving over there, the heretic leader? Call us below.
Shall we let these Romans live? Is that not heresy?
Sometimes defenders.
Still nothing.
Still your nerves. We are not turning back.
Take cover.
Take my fancy arbiter.
That is the last of them, but there are more I add.
The $100 arbiter. Open them and I will hand your reinforcements.
The floor is upon us.
The harbor must be merged.
The parasite intends to attack from above. Prepare yourselves.
The parasites ranks swell as we draw nearer to the library.
The truth and the predominant.
They're forging new Sentinels.
They're using human weapons. Have they no shame?
They've shown not see me coming.
They've shut up brothers blood. For that they must die.
This quarantine zone has been compromised. We must do what we can against the flu.
We have no detonators, but our guns will suffice.
We need Sentinels.
We should have brought weapons to burn these bodies.
We will protect this Russell. It may be our only means of escape.
We'll make sure the boots don't reclaim the scarab.
Were the prophets all of these books done?
What courage, nice and safe in his phantom.
What vulgar taste? Even as trophies, these weapons are worthless.
Which have betrayed us, the counselors.
You won't stay here.
You're passionate. It's never done that before.
Your uncle must be saved.