Moros stepped back as the others intervened and sunk into his armor hanging his head down before deeply breathing in and out. "Forward it is." He said quietly.

His eyes averted from his brothers he scanned the land it was barren and silent he wished for something to crash to break it to distract him, but no such kindness was offered. Instead he trudged forward into the facility behind the Librarian. He stayed close to him and kept distance from the Dark Angel. His sword was carried at an angle pointed towards the ground ready to swing up at a moments notice. His hands gripped it tightly every so often a strained sound from the metal could be heard from the pressure.

"Do we still intend on disabling the array for the guardsmen?" Moros asked seemingly to break the awkward silence as they moved forward.