The other squad’s gotta be doing better than this, he hoped, as his mind flashed to the second team of Headhunters operating on the other side of the valley.
	As if reading Jonah’s mind, the Sangheili who’d killed Roland spoke. “Your fellow conspirators are dead. Like the one here, slaughtered like pups—helpless and weak.”
	...
	The two sword-wielding Elites moved forward carefully, as if stalking prey.
	Jonah laughed. “You know I can see you, right?”
	The Elites didn’t alter their approach, maintaining their speed and positioning—muscles tensed, ready to strike.
	“We are aware of your visual upgrades, human. As stated, we’ve already been through this with your friends. Lay down your arms and surrender yourself for inquisition.”