The Forerunners were still working out the kinks in the making of artificial ringworlds.
"To be, or not to be..."
You'd better hope he forgot his shields.
So close and yet, dead.
*Doo-doo doo Doooooo!* You Got A Spike Grenade!
"To be, or not to be..."
You'd better hope he forgot his shields.
So close and yet, dead.
*Doo-doo doo Doooooo!* You Got A Spike Grenade!