“Another Scarab?” Erebus bared his teeth in anger. He had hoped to have more time. But it seemed that the Sangheili were more relentless in their pursuit of the Prophet’s relic than he had anticipated. “I tell you only what I saw with my own eyes, Chieftain. A Scarab, bearing down on the relic’s position, brought down by mere humans.” Horus bowed his head, albeit grudgingly. Erebus knew it would take a long time to re-educate his pack on the capacity for humans to endure, but he would. He had to. He would learn from the Sangheili’s mistakes, and would not make them again. “Did they wear armour?”