The Steele Chameleon dropped out of Hyper Space near the battle going on. HK-51 was plugged into the weapons console firing at any of the boarding craft, under strict orders not to destroy but to cripple beyond repair. Taly was flying like a madwoman attempting to prevent any one target from being able to lock on to their ship. Felicia was on the comms. "To the UNSC Trinity this is the Steele Chameleon we picked up your distress call, we are here to render aid as best as we can. Whatever is wrong with your Hyperdrive I suggest you get fixed soon. This sector of space is quite unfriendly. We need to leave before a Sith ship picks up your distress call."

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Spartan Watters had to clean the blood and brains of a marine off the visor of her helmet. She gathered all the grenades of every marine in close proximity. Using some EB Green she taped them all together. She began firing what some may see as incompetently. She was forcing the Covenant forces to group together as much as possible. As they started to gather she pulled pins on all the grenades and let it cook for a second or two then threw the mass into the crowd. She watched the as the group turned into a very beautiful mist of Covenant blood. From the chest up her armor was completely drenched in blood. A marine to her right started whooping and hollering. She smacked him upside the head.