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[highinthemiddle]

It was not supposed to be like this. Ohio could count the ways.

First, there shouldn't have been another team here after the artifact.

Second, violent contact with this other team should not have alerted the Covenant.

Third, it was fucking raining.

Ohio was ducked low in the mud along one wall of the ruined temple, much closer than he would've liked to be, and desperately trying to get ahold of Saunders or Lane. He'd picked off several watchers and they'd gone inside according to plan. Ohio hadn't been able to see them when the party started, and the odds were solid at least one of them was dead if that explosion on the south end had been anywhere close.

"We're scrubbed!" he snarled. "Both of you get the fuck out of there."

Nothing.

Ohio pressed lower as the massive, lumbering shape of a hunter prowled nearby, carrying a fuel rod gun bigger than he was.

"If you're not dead I'm going to kill both of you myself," he hissed into the radio.