[center][h2][color=BF1010]Spartan Lucas Ryker[/color][/h2][/center]

The sound of the golden armored brute's head and shoulder's turning into meat sauce was enough of a distraction for Ryker to swing around the arm of the Brute he was battling with in the aftermath of the grenade going off and deliver an energy dagger armed thrust through his ribs into his heart, the energy weapon deactivating on his wrist as the beast slumped over and died. "Good shot, Fire Team Lead. Moving to-" The sound of an exploding fuel rod shot drew the SPARTAN IV's attention to a tower with a decent line of sight over the battle field. [i]Oh hell no. Not the-[/i] His thoughts were almost immediately interrupted by the sound of a heavily armored form impacting near himself and the Sangheili that had come out of the dropship.

He was moving on instinct and habit, moving quickly and gently moving aside the Sangheili. While they were all in the Mjolnir MK4 armor, which meant that fall wouldn't be lethal, she would still be in a LOT of pain and he had experience dealing with this. "Alright, Fire Team Lead, I'm removing your helmet to check for head injuries. For the love of god, don't punch or shoot me please."