Being shook about proved to be too much while impaled by a sword. The Hunter Killer let out one last ragged breath, then his eyes closed and the struggling stopped. Gusts of wind drove sheets of rain across Tar’s back and the dead Sangheili under her. Purple Lightning crackled all around the weapons platform as the stormfront rolled over. The black clouds sucked all other light out of the sky. The sound of her teammates in her ears died away to just a dull echo. Tar pulled the sword out of her opponent’s side and changing position, sawed through his neck. Yanking on his helmet, she tore the Hunter Killer’s head from his shoulders. Clambering to her feet, Tar took a short run up and threw the head as hard as she could off the side of the platform. There was no stopping the wave of pent up rage now. She turned her head to the obsidian clouds, puffed out her chest and let out a bloodcurdling roar, talons grasping thin air out to either side of her body.