As one Banshee was pelted with turret fire, it exploded in a gout of blue and purple flame and twisted metal. Gladiator "hoorahed" over the coms as the pilot's compartment shattered on the pavement to the right of the hijacked Wraith Tank. The other Banshee though didn't take the hint and barrel rolled upwards to gain altitude, after circling around to line up a shot, dive bombed the Wraith Tank. At the last second it pulled up and rolled, evading the fire from Patric's commandeered Ghost. "Thanks for the cover fire Patric" Gladiator said as he punched holographic alien script on the controls of the Wraith in a specific sequence, pulling up the wraiths radar onto his HUD. Even though he'd survived Reach and taken over a number of Wraith Tanks since those early days, he still didn't understand all of the script of the alien's language. He knew enough to get him what he needed but, not enough to fully comprehend the direct translations. Managing to enhance the radar's radius through the controls of his own HUD, he tracked the Banshee as it flew around the block and tried to catch the team off guard by flying to their unprotected rear. Gladiator turned the tank around and waited for the flyer to approach. Seconds later the purple craft flew around the corner, lined up his shot and fired it's missile. Gladiator took hold of the firing controls, doing the math in his head and eyeing the distance between the tank and their assailant.<br/><br/>Gladiator pressed the firing stud after adjusting the angle of the cannon and the blue white plasma ejected from the plasma coils. The blue white plasma arched through the air towards the nimble Banshee. The Banshee was already moving to gain more altitude but, it had dived too low too quickly, and the plasma ball detonated against the side of the craft. A glancing blow but, one that was lethal. The Banshee lost altitude and tumbled through the air, looking like a flailing bird that had just lost it's wing, and crashed into a nearby building, smashing against the side and exploding into a million pieces. "Alright, let's get the hell out of here and hope we don't run into anymore problems" Gladiator said gunning the Wraith around and heading deeper into the city.<br/><br/>After an hour and half of driving and running over a scouting party that was getting a little too nosey, they were tired and mentally exhausted but, fortunately they didn't run into anymore problems. The sun was settling on the horizon now and they still were no closer to finding out what the Covenant were interested in. After guiding the tank into an underground parking garage that had seen better days, Gladiator killed the engine and dismounted "Alright guys dismount, we're setting up camp here. Let's try to find something to eat and settle in for the night. We can come up with a plan while we're eating" he said helping Hunter from the battered alien tank.