Eris’s Flat, Last City, Earth
The Guardian gazes into the Shaping Slab.
Eris Morn: Guardian, I am returned, and my throne is magnificent.
Sloane: It’s good to have you back, Eris. And more than that: now we have a foothold on the Ascendant Plane. Your throne world is a strategic advantage we never thought possible. It could turn the tide.
Eris Morn: Yes. I intend to use it well. We must capture the Echo and bind Oryx to my throne. His sword, Willbreaker, is our key. Its power to evert can drag Oryx from the Echo’s hold.
Sloane: Eris, we have no idea if that’s possible. But we do know that the Echo is too dangerous to exist. Willbreaker was the catalyst of the Dreadnaught’s superweapon. It contains immense destructive power. Guardian, if we can wield his sword, you can use it to destroy the Echo, and Oryx with it.
Eris Morn: A waste of potential. The Echo would allow us to travel effortlessly through the Ascendant Plane. We cannot let that slip through our fingers, Deputy Commander.
Sloane: And if Savathûn or Xivu Arath takes it from us?
Eris Morn: Oryx’s love for his sisters wanes. He may know a means to undermine their threat.
Sloane: You’re relying on the cooperation of the Taken King.
Eris Morn: I am relying on the strength of the Guardian’s will. But as of yet, the sword is not complete, and wielding it in service to me was almost too much for the Guardian to bear. We may neither destroy the Echo nor excise Oryx.
Sloane: For now, all we can do is hold the line. Guardian, your operations on the Dreadnaught are crucial. Use your power. Strengthen your resolve. We’ll find our footing and strike back.