Chapter Fifty-Six: The Scorn

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The Bandwagon (Guardian Ship)...
Austin's POV

Weiss: Can you at least tell us where we are going?

Austin: The Reef.

As our ship entered The Reef's atmosphere, I slowed the ship down and stood from the pilot's seat as everyone else sat on the next room, preparing their armaments. As I entered the room, the group, all including the two other Guardians, wore their usual attire, all the while displaying their confusion as Summer came out from Ruby's head, hovering on her shoulder as Ikora spoke through from it.

Nora: The wha-?

Ikora: The Reef. On the edge of it, there is a wasteland called the Tangled Shore. That's where you'll find Uldren.

Ren: The Reef?

Austin: As the Commander said, it's nothing more than a bunch of rocks.

Ghost: It's more than just that. It's a graveyard of colony ships in an asteroid belt, to simplify it.

Ren: So its a bunch of destroyed ships in space, mixed with giant rocks.

Ghost: Well that's....even more simpler, yes.

Weiss: Didn't he say right as we were leaving that we were forbidden from starting a war with them?

Ikora: Yes. He did. But it's far too late to stop any of you from going. As for Zavala, he will cling on to the broken pieces of the future he imagined until they crumble. He hasn't seen what I've seen.

Uhh... that's new.

Ilia: Then.... what have you seen?

Ikora: Ever since the Traveler woke, it's been speaking to me.

Austin: What?

Ikora: Visions of crowns, roses, silver trees. Candles that turn into bonfires. And I'm not the only one.

Austin: Are you trying to be the Speaker?

Ikora: If you see something... new... don't be afraid to pursue it, Guardian.

I don't get your cryptic Warlock tongue, Ikora.

Ikora: I wish I could help you all more, but the city needs a unified Vanguard. Or at least the illusion of one.

Austin: I know Zavala's a pain in the ass, but... just... don't do anything irrational, Ikora.

Ikora: I know, Titan. This is your road now. Ikora, out.

As she left, I shook my head in response to her cryptic statements.

Ilia: Is she always like that?

Austin: Unfortunately, yes.  Cryptic as all hell, but direct at the same time. That vision thing she spoke about was odd. But I'm getting lost in my mind.

Blake: This "Fallen Shore".

Austin: Never been there. This will be my first time as well as yours.

Ghost: Regardless, it's a lawless frontier filled with outlaws, crooks, scavengers, and pirates.

Ruby: Uldren Sov sounds like he'd fit right in.

Weiss: Like a few others we know.

Yang: We'll need to search the shore, from the Fallen camps in Quitter's Well to an ancient Awoken tower nearby.

Blinking a few times, we remained silent in confusion.

Yang: What?

Blake: That's surprisingly specific, Yang.

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