SHE CONTINUED her whispered briefing as he scouted the medbay for warmer clothes. They had operated like shock troops, coursing through the ship-a cataract of plasma fire and Needler shards. Grunts, Jackals, and several Elites, clad in the glittering
gray of the enigmatic ships. The Destroyer's crew never stood a chance. The Marines fell in the face of overwhelming, surprise force. Even the few ODSTs aboard-Baird's friends and comrades-had died quickly, most before they ever reached a weapon. Almost every sidearm and firearm aboard had been secured in one of the ship's two armories. It had been a slaughter.
Those who had fought back did so with the sidearms of fallen Masters at Arms and weapons dropped by the Covenant boarding party. Few had died well. And those who lingered, their burning wounds still smoking, had been executed with ruthless efficiency. The Covenant wanted this ship clean and
empty.-Chpt.4 pg.86
So apparently, Changelly is using the password "admin" to access the developer console, which allows you to run a different node in the current session.
Hague leaped back startled, his eyes must've met Six's. The Brute immediately dropped Dasc, pulled Hague out and tossed him toward the other Brutes. Dasc's body lay limp and unconscious beside Brien, and judging from the smell he'd lost control of his bowels. Brien and the other captives watched fearfully as Six let out a roar and a hand motion-a wider summons—and a crowd started to gather around. Hague wobbled himself upright, trying to be as brave and defiant as one could when surrounded by
nine-foot-tall hairy beasts, all able to crush you in a blink and drooling in anticipation of a fresh meal.
Just as Brien finished counting the fifteen Brutes surrounding Hague, one of them ripped the famed hunter up by the leg and held him upside down. The others gave roars of laughter. The old saying always held true; laughter was the same everywhere,
even in the Covenant. Hague struggled to rise, trying desperately to wiggle himself free, when another grabbed at his other leg. The crowd goaded them on and another Brute grabbed an arm, and that's when Brien couldn't look anymore. He watched
