//Thanks. Think these rounds track a little.// That was her last one, so she holds it until the last second before letting go off. Afterwards, though it's webbed with glowing cracks, the servitor's still up. She drops the cannon and closes in, hitting it with a blast from her fusion rifle to finish it off. //Tough servitors. Must be important.//

The Wolf is on his knees when it shatters. But the machine's destruction brings his head up, four eyes burning blue beneath the bent wings of his helm. He roars in fury and pain, surging back to his feet through sheer willpower. He's weakened - he's failed - but he intends to rain explosives on them for this blow.

//His friends seem pretty mad at us... and I'm detecting a strange signature in the Vex network. Great.// Not that there are more than a handful of cloaked Fallen left, at this point.