SpecOps Leader: When we joined the Covenant, we took an oath!
SpecOps Elites: According to our station! All without exception!
SpecOps Leader: On the blood of our fathers, on the blood of our sons, we swore to uphold the Covenant!
SpecOps Elites: Even to our dying breath!
SpecOps Leader: Those who would break this oath are heretics! Worthy of neither pity nor mercy!
SpecOps Elites: We shall grind them into dust! Wipe them as excrement from our boots!
SpecOps Leader: And continue our march to glorious salvation!
SpecOps Leader: This armour suits you, Arbiter. But it cannot hide that mark.
Arbiter: Nothing ever will.
SpecOps Leader: You are the Arbiter. The will of the Prophets. But these are my Elites. Their lives matter to me, yours does not.
Arbiter: That makes two of us.
Mouahahaha ma légion d'élite 