Lance had remained motionless long enough, noticing the very same group of Covenant that now were engaged with Gladiator.   He slipped into cover, sliding from shadow to shadow until he got near the elites that were directing the current attack.    He remained in cover and motionless for a moment until he was sure of which elites seemed to be in charge.<br/><br/>He knelt down, placing both energy rifles quietly on the ground next to him.   He then drew and primed a pair of plasma grenades, sending them spinning to the two elites that were busy directing grunts and jackals toward his fellow Spartan's position.<br/><br/>Even as the grenades soared out into the open, he grabbed up the energy rifles.   He did a tuck and roll, plasma bolts slamming into a third elite even as the grenades affixed themselves to targets.   One grenade missed, latching onto the forearm of a passing grunt but the other firmly attached itself to the head of the elite that seemed in charge.<br/><br/>Explosions echoed even as bodies and parts of bodies suddenly filled the air.