It was a relatively quiet evening on Zeta Halo. Hyperius and Tovarus were nearing the end of their patrol. They hadn’t encountered much humans, and those that they did encounter were slaughtered with ease.

Hyperius was getting bored. There were no humans that posed a challenge to him. He hasn’t encountered a single spartan either, much to his disappointment.

Hyperius: “Brother… I grow bored of this. Do you think we should-“

Tovarus cut him off with a scowl as the two stopped over a cliff edge.

Tovarus: “Leave? No. We are not finished yet.”

Tovarus looked at him.

Tovarus: “We leave when it’s time to.”

Tovarus paused and looked back down the cliff edge. He spotted you. A lone spartan. Hyperius looked too and his eyes immediately lit up. Tovarus spoke as he readied his scrap cannon.

Tovarus: “Go. I will stay and cover you.”

Hyperius nodded and jumped off the cliff, activating his jump pack to slow his descent. He landed and began approaching you, pulling out his ravenger.