Zeruel was pacing back and forth, around him were the corpses of a Cabal patrol bearing the marking of the Blind Legion. his ghost, Veruna is currently extracting data off of the centurion that was in command. He spoke out to his ghost his voice only coming as distorted static and incoherent noise. "[color=92278f]I've almost got it all...there[/color]" the voice of his ghost responded. Veruna floated back up and at that moment received a message from the speaker. The ghost played it out and Zeruel was intrigued by the message's contents, a new Fallen Clan? that got his attention. He nodded to his ghost and the two vanished from the dead patrol scene and a moment later their jumpship was bound from mars's orbit for the tower.

Zeruel phased into existence on the main platform of the tower as his ship docked into the tower's hanger. He was suppose to meet up with a team at the hanger but he decided to resupply first while he was there. He walked over to the vault terminals, the passing of his fireteam had seen him inheriting their vaults and the impressive cache of weapons, armor, materials, and glimmer within them, though, when he accessed his vault all he took was some ammo synthesis kits before resealing the vault. After that and one other stop by the gunsmith he made his way to the hanger, spotting the ship he would meet the rest of the striketeam at and walking toward it paying no attention to anything else within the hanger.