(Sorry for being so absent, internet went out.)<br/><br/>Royce swore as he suddenly heard the sounds of combat erupt outside of the red base. "Shint, hide that thing and meet me outside when you can, alright?" He said before grabbing his minigun and quickly walking outside to behold what was happening. It was truly an odd sight, an elite was firing a plasma caster nearby while another was firing a fuel rod gun at him. The spartan quickly got a bit closer, observing the scene under the cover of the evening. With a steeling sigh he stood up and began to open fire on the field marshal, deeming him the most dangerous. His minigun spinning up before letting loose a hail of hardened steel towards the towering elite. The stream of tracers lit up the darkness, making it seem like Royce was casting a continuous stream of fire towards the Marshal.