The Chief fell into line without argument, checking the battery on the plasma gun as he did. Not as much as he would've liked to walk into a fight with, but it was starting to feel like they'd finally cracked Arcade's containment. If they were lucky, this would be enough.

The nice thing about being Spartan tall was order didn't matter, he could shoot over anyone here's head with room to spare.

"Odds are he's a cocky idiot who forgot to consider backup security," he said. "But everybody stay sharp."