Ghost and his Guardian stand over a dead Hive Knight, lying at the edge of a gorge, holding a gun that looked like a typical Hive Boomer. “My scans are telling me that this isn’t a Hive Boomer. It looks like one, but it’s packing more power in its core.” “I kind of want it.” “It’s an unknown weapon.” “We have made weapons out of Hive Gods, a Worm God, a former Guardian turned insect, and you’re worried about a Hive Knights gun?” “We had help with all of those guns.” “We didn’t have help with Barrow Dryad. Just picked it up and started using it.” “That was ONE lucky time. What happens when this blows up in your face?” “And WHEN has that happened?” [i]One revive later[/i] “Don’t. Say it. “I won’t. No need to add insult to injury.”