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- I shall make you suffer. And you have taught me how best to do that.” “Our armor,” Trial said. “That’s how it knew about the crawlers.” And our presence at the trial, Bornstellar thought sickly. And the deadbolt key . . . “I shall make you suffer,” it said again, “and I shall be remade.” It lifted its arms, spread its wide, violet, graceful wings. Beside Bornstellar, Voices lifted his rifle, and then crumbled to indigo dust. Finder cried out in horror, and then he too was gone. The celestial figure turned its gaze upon Bornstellar. He braced himself, but Abaddon seemed to make a decision. Its eerily beautiful face twisted in pain.
- (Halo:Fractures; Extraordinary Tales from the Halo Canon)
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