Andoran felt the Light again. He perched on an outcropping from the Wall, not far from the new Tower. It was a welcome feeling, like a part of himself was missing and now it was back. Iris, his ghost, bobbed up and down and around. She was happy to have the Light again as well. During the time without the it, Andoran was fighting the Red Legion. They turned up on Venus, studying the Vex. Without his powers, he kept to guerrilla tactics. He manipulated the Cabal and Vex into fighting each other more and more. Andoran would always come in and clean up whoever was left. 

"I can't believe the Traveler's awake," said Iris.

"Neither can I," replied Andoran.

"What does that mean next?"

"In a greater existential way? Who knows. Now? We go back to the Reef and see how the Awoken have fared during this Red War."