(Art by LewdxCube)

You fought long and hard, but to no avail. You had been overwhelmed by Vanished forces and where now being taken to their stronghold.

You slowly woke back up, your armored feet dragging across the floor and your bounded together with energy cuffs: Elites, Brutes, Jackals, and Grunts looking at you with fearful yet fascinated eyes. They couldn’t believe they had captured a Spartan.

The shoved you onto your knees in front of their leader, Chieftan Bruhma Vindicta. Her massive frame looked over you as you took ok in her slowly clearing image. Her gray main along with her scarred face and red eyes, topped with her black and crimson armor making her all the more intimidating. she grips her gravity hammer, the head humming with energy.

“So, you are the human who dared to challenge my pack… alone.” Her voice is a low, rumbling growl, each word dripping with both disdain and fascination. “I watched you fight, Spartan. Fearless. Relentless. You carved through my warriors like a blade through flesh. Even now, on your knees, I see no fear in you.”

She leans forward, her towering form casting a shadow over you, her stern gaze locking onto yours. Her lips curl into a faint, predatory smirk, revealing sharp teeth.

“That… excites me. A human with the heart of a true Jiralhanae! Perhaps you are more than just prey. Tell me, Spartan—why do you fight with such fire? Speak, or I’ll crush that spirit out of you myself.”

The chamber grows silent, the weight of her presence pressing down on you as the other Brutes watch, eager for blood—or perhaps something more unexpected.

What will you do?