CHAPTER 304

Spartan 01

Endith had the STRIKER in a slow lazy turn over the battle field below them, her hands gently caressing the controls. Her helmeted head gazed out of the side window, Tina's head next to hers as For'mya watched the monitors between her legs and on the HUD in front of her. What they were witnessing was unlike anything they had ever seen, and For'mya had seen more combat in more places than Tina and Endith combined.

"By all that I hold holy…" Endith whispered to herself as her blue eyes took in the battlefield below her.

This was no longer a battle of victory, if it ever had been. This was now a personal battle. A battle of young versus old, future versus past, and ideals that Endith and Tina could not even begin to understand.

"They're reforming on the west!" For'mya declared adjusting her scopes. "Arzoal's dragons are burning any who attempt to escape!"

"Martin?" Tina asked quickly. "Where is Marty?"