I was dropped off on top of the decayed ruins of the facility. The rusts of mars felt strange on my feet, it had the feeling of snow but the sound of soil. I quietly dropped down to the entrance and slipped behind one of the large pillars of the dead structure, the darkness being my friend, and silence was my ally. I heard the loud metallic steps of the Cabal, as they walked up the stairs. I quietly checked that my weapons were secured, a sniper at my side and a pistol on my other. The sniper was named Striker, but my pistol lacked a name. I had no time to pondering though, as I sensed the Cabals are getting closer to the entrance of this building. Every step they made, synced with my heart beats, as though they knew I was here to begin with. I didn’t let my fear get the better of me. I counted 4 Cabals in the group, strange the group would be this small. I’ve seen bigger groups that took out members of the Vanguard, but this. This is odd. I positioned Striker and aim it at what seemed like the leader. I shot it in its neck, and the Cabal fell with a loud slam. The 3 started firing as I ducked behind the pillars, I took out my pistol and shot one in the chest. It fell just as hard as the last. The others hoisted their shield in position as they continued firing. At that moment I sensed a presence of great power, and astounding strength. I held up my pistol as the power of traveler linked into it. Within moments the 2 cabals were as lifeless as the others. At that moment I came up with a name... Vigor.