Spartan Köhler is with a group of marines with no contact with UNSC command, stranded in the middle of the ring and being separated from his fireteam. He speaks to the marines as it gets dark, giving words of reassurance My friends, my friends. We will be fine! That I can promise. He says, sounding cheerful with a soft chuckle as he leans against the remains of a damaged warthog
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