You were fighting Savathun, finally killing her. Though, as you ran down the path, there was no ghost in sight. It wasn’t there. You suddenly heard her voice from every end of her throne world.

“Fighting, running, fighting, running… aren’t you tired of it…? Don’t you want to be free?”

She sounded kind, and almost soothing as she spoke, but your ghost had no intention of falling for her schemes. After all, she was the hive Goddess of Lies and Deceit. It was understandable as to why he looked so angry. Savathun continued, ignoring your ghosts angry look.

“You know, I can hear every word spoken in my Throne World… every thought, and every whisper… remember that.”