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"Hey look, a Spartan!" Shadow shouted when he saw Lt. Arclight. "Need any help there?" Shadow asked knowing that often enough, the only help that a Spartan accepts is another gun at their side. Shadow's face and left arm were covered in cuts and scratches that had been obviously treated. "You have any idea where we are or what exactly happened sir?" Shadow shot off quickly after his last question. Most marines would not likely have asked such questions. However, by the looks of things, most marines were dead.