We quickly flew out to the Cosmodrome. If we didn't hold back SIVA there, we'd lose everything. I stood beside Ikora Rey, Cayde-6, and Commander Zavala. Lord Saladin and Lord Shaxx were standing side by side, for once, and waiting. I looked around. Guardian's could be seen everywhere, protecting what they cared about. We of course left quite a few back at the City just in case the Fallen planned a surprise attack.

The Warsats slammed into the ground ahead of us, releasing smoke that turned the sky an orange color. We didn't realize the scale of the assault, until we saw seven Ketch's come out of portals.

Zavala looked in disbelief, " This is almost the same as the Battle of Twilight Gap..."

The Ketch's hovered above as Skiff's flew down and transported Splicer's. There was something different about them. They seemed complete even before getting SIVA, unlike the Devil Splicer's.

Lord Saladin stood on a small hill in front of us, " Guardian's! Today, you will witness what we truly fight for. SIVA isn't like the Darkness, it might even be worse. If we lose here today, then we lose everything in the future."

The waves of Fallen began rushing towards us, and we ran towards them as well. Each Fallen shot at us Guardian's as we approached, using the same weapons as they used on me. No one would heal from this battle. I grasped my Light, firing at the enemy with my Golden Gun. Titan's used their Ward of Dawn and some even used their other abilities. The Warlock's launched bombs of pure Void energy at the enemy, but it wasn't enough. The Fallen were relentless, they marched with purpose. Unlike many Guardian's. I fired my final shot and pulled out my Thunderlord Machine Gun. The Arc energy killed more and more Fallen with each shot. The battle suddenly stopped for a moment. The Fallen backed away.

A single Ketch with SIVA cords flowing around it descended closer to the ground. The Fallen wasn't like the Kell, but they were close. He wore dark, SIVA infused armor and carried a weapon in each of his three arms. He dashed at an unknown speed for the Fallen, and attacked. The battle resumed. I shot at him, making him fall to his knees. He then slammed his hand into the ground, sending cords of SIVA towards me. I quickly jumped to the side and found myself standing in front of someone worse.

Thiris, Kell of Dawn, had come to fight alongside his followers.

He looked around, " After your people have killed a full third of my own, I found a way to repay you," he said, then kicked me away, " Let your blood flow plenty."

I rolled to a harsh stop on a rock, then stood. The Kell wasn't like the others. He was smart, determined. I aimed my Thunderlord at him, but he sliced it in half with the sword he carried. I instead grabbed my knife, and tried to stab him. He grabbed my wrist and reached his arm back, and stabbed deep into my stomach. He pulled out his blade and I fell to the ground. I tried to crawl after him as he stepped inside of a Skiff and flew away, towards the Traveler. Everything went black. I couldn't even hear the screams around me anymore.

The fear of death, is what gives us the will to live...

My eyes opened instantly. The battle around us had slowed drastically, and Lord Saladin was walking towards me.

He helped me stand, " Guardian, you know what to do," he said, " Take this."

I felt my stomach, but there wasn't a hole. I had been revived. I looked back up to Saladin, grabbed his gift, and nodded. Once my Ghost called my ship, I climbed inside and flew off towards the Traveler. Within a minute, I arrived. A Fallen Skiff was hovering right below it, and Thiris was standing on it. He had an object in his hand, a canister.

" Ghost, bring my ship next to his," I said.

My Ghost sighed, " I finally manage to revive you, and you want to get yourself killed."

He did what I asked him to of course, and brought my ship closer. I opened the cockpit, stepping out into the rushing winds. Out before the Kell. Thiris turned around, still holding the canister. Now that I was closer, I realized that it was a bundle of SIVA. If it got inside the Traveler, or even on it, it would replicate and reverse engineer the Traveler.

He stepped closer, putting the canister on his waist, " Warrior, you stole our savior, and now you protect what isn't anyone's to control. I'm not going to control it, I'm going to kill it."

I shook my head, " No, I'm going to kill you, and save the Last City."

I pulled out what Saladin gave me. The Iron Battle Axe felt odd in my hands, but the honor of finishing off SIVA with the same weapon the Iron Lords did, was amazing. We rushed towards each other. I swung my weapon upwards, almost hitting Thiris in the jaw. He spun, cutting into my side. I stepped back, then jumped into the air and slammed the axe down into the Skiff. It shook violently, almost making me fall off, but it also left Thiris open. I ran towards him, and slammed the axe into his side.

He spun his swords, " Our Warmind, Alarich—"

Thiris began shaking. SIVA cords went in and out of his body, and some even through it.

Zavala spoke over the comms, " Emilia, what's happening? The Fallen are dying rapidly."

" I don't know, I didn't do anything! "

Thiris looked me in the eyes and he fell onto his knees, " There are things you do not know," he said and motioned for me to come closer.

For some reason, I didn't feel threatened. I knew he could still move but I knelt down beside him anyways. He whispered something in my ear I never thought I'd hear, but he said something else that troubled me. He fell off of the Skiff, towards the Last City well below us. I sighed, holding the battle axe in my hand. The Traveler hovered right in front of me.

I reached my hand out, and touched it. It was cold and hard, I shouldn't have been surprised about that. But when I touched it, I felt something, and heard and humming noise. I smiled at the sleeping god as my Ghost brought my ship to me.

" Commander, it's time we end this."