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- Inside, a ramp led up twenty meters, then turned
- ninety degrees to the left. The Spartan drew his pistol, activated his helmet lamp, and crept up the ramp. His caution was justified. As he reached the top, his motion sensor showed a contact-right on top of him. He ducked around the corner just in time to meet the charge of a crimson-armored Elite.
- The Elite growled a challenge and swung a vicious blow at the Chief's head. He ducked, and his shields took the brunt of the blow. He fired at point-blank range, not even bothering to aim. The Elite reared and returned fire and plasma blasts slashed through the narrow corridor. In one fluid motion, the Chief drew, primed, and dropped a frag grenade, practically at the Elite's feet.
- The alien warbled in surprise as the Spartan spun and ducked back around the corner. He was rewarded by a flash of smoke and fire. A spray of purple-black blood splashed the metal wall. He rounded the corner, pistol at the ready, and stepped over the Elite's smoking corpse.-Chpt.3 pgs.94-95
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