228 followed the escaping Remnants, avoiding gunfire and silently taking out any stragglers who fell too far behind the main group. By the time they'd met up with a wounded Elite, who was carrying a duffle bag. "LT, that bag's got a Forerunner energy sig coming from it. I think that's our escapee from the data archives." 228 took a moment to shift his aim from the Elite he'd been following to the one with the duffle, lining up a shot with his knee. "Copy that, Alice." Inhaling, he exhaled slowly and squeezed the trigger past it's first point and then firing.

*CRACK*

The sound echoed in the metal halls loudly, and 228 silently thanked whatever God was out there his helmet was designed to reduce noise. Even then, it was still loud and his ears rang loudly. The Elite carrying the bag, however, didn't get the chance to figure out what it was as his knee on his left leg was obliterated by the .50 caliber round. As he went down, letting loose an exclamation of pain, he threw the bag to the one 228 had followed and said something in their own language. "Oh no you don't." He placed his rifle on his back and sprinted at the pair, deactivating his active camo and drawing his katana. The wounded Elite shouted a warning to his friend, who turned back towards the Spartan, but could only gasp in surprise as the blade pierced his gut. "Thanks for leading me right to the leader. Enjoy whatever place you call hell." Twisting the sword, 228 cut it out of the Elite's side and picked up the dropped duffle bag.

Checking inside and satisfied that the weapon was unharmed, he approached the wounded Elite and sheathed his katana again, drawing his pistol and ramming it into the side of his head. "Don't move, Split-Jaw, or my finger might twitch." Turning off the external speakers, he turns on his radio. {Command, this is 228. Weapon and data is secure along with the Elite responsible for the raid. Have medical and a containment cell prepped, I had to blow his knee.}

The plasma fire being returned to him by some sort of human with magical abilities quickly deactivated Reza's shield. Upon realizing a plasma grenade laid at his feet, when Khazo called it out, Reza dropped one of his plasma rifles as he lept up. While doing so, the magical human fired a red laser of some kind at him, hitting him in the side. Reza managed to avoid the blast of the first grenade, the second grenade however, thrown by the second demon, shredded Reza's foot as it barely hung over the breach in the floor. Reza roared in pain as he noticed Khazo run off with a wounded arm. Glancing around, the Major realized the demon's grenade had also killed the minor sangheili as well.

The sangheili grabbed one of his two grenades and tossed it down the hole in an attempt to hinder his attackers. With that done, he painfully got up and leant against the wall with his free hand has he awkwardly hopped along, with his other hand still clutching his plasma rifle as well as holding his wound from the blaster weapon.

When Reza's shield had recharged, a small group of four marines appeared around the corner down the hall behind him and opened fire. The Major simply tried to hobble faster to a nearby intersection, his shield quickly being depleted. When he did manage to make it around the corner, he slumped to the floor, his back against the wall, and started to fire his plasma rifle around the corner at the humans. Reza was realizing he had lost a lot of blood as his aim was horribly off and things were starting to get blurry.

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Carl was quick to start directing the fleet when Nara had given him the command of it, he wanted to make sure this event turns out well. With what info the Unfathomable Truth gave them, one bomber squadron attempted to take out the Trinity's weapons and engines with a two other squads harassing her escorts. He also ordered about four squadrons of fighters to harass or destroy hostile forces attacking the Sith boarding craft or bombers. As for the fleet itself, only two frigates were sent to support the Covenant fleet as the rest were being used to fight off the Republic fleet. That and the two frigates were also, indirectly, protecting Nara's vessel to the Covenant's flagship.

Though the General would normally insist on sending an escort of fighters or soldiers with her, such a move would draw unwanted attention to her. With all the chaos going on between the fleets, with the UNSC being in the middle of it all, he knew they would be to occupied with trying to keep off boarders and bombers than target ships traveling between enemy vessels.

While he felt confident about winning against the Republic fleet, Carl wasn't overly sure about these two new forces. He didn't know their weapons or technology, let alone their strengths or weaknesses. As a result, he felt the battle was a bit of a stalemate, with the UNSC and Republic having the upper hand in simply having to fight off against attack while both the Covenant's and his forces had to try to take the stolen items from them. However, he was certain to make the Republic run for their credits at least.

"The Covenant bomb crew has been taken care of, we may jump into slipspace when ready." Sharia said to Regina who was watching the battle in front of her seeing the lasers coming from both Republic and Sith forces, then she quickly noticed the boarding crafts from the Sith fleet approaching. "Seal off all entry points, get the MAC cannons online and fire them on the closest Sith ship." Regina ordered the AI nodded as the lights flickered slightly as the ship turned around aiming a shot at the closest Sith Frigate. The fast moving slug shot through the cannon and through space and then impacted onto the Sith ship causing major damage to it.

Sophia stood there kicking a dead body of one of the dead covenant soldiers who tried to set up the explosives, then turned to look at the rest of the team in the room. "Secure the area make sure that no more Covies break through." She said and then opened a channel to the bridge. "The reactor is secured ma'am."