Quickly for them, the nexus of their congregation is found — a glowing green beam of light can be seen on the ground below up ahead, it being swung to defend the one holding it from becoming overwhelmed.

The Pantheons advance, slowly but uncompromisingly, bunching themselves up in a manner that makes it difficult for the warrior on the ground to make a significant dent in the wall of metal without getting hurt himself. Many of the Hunters shoot overhead the hunched Guardians, firing a salvo of bullets for him to dash around and time his attacks on the melee in front. During one such exchange, a shot nicks him in the shoulder, causing him to flinch and cease his attack, forcing him to jump backwards away from the crowd.

He noticeably breathes exaggeratedly from the strain, holding his shoulder with his free hand while holding out the Z-Saber in his other hand in defense. Oh, but he does notice the Pantheons from behind also coming for him, so he can't retreat too far. Searching the view above them for an improvised escape route, he can't help but notice the glint in the distance of a moving floating object heading in his direction. Whatever it is, he can't trust if it's friend or foe yet.