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Ace-Defiant Suit is a Legendary Hunter armor set that was available from the Leviathan Raid.
Helm of the Ace-Defiant
- "The Sindu inhabited gas giants in the spinward marches. They refused my invitation at first. As with all things, they came to see things my way."
- — Emperor Calus
Lore
When his eyes finally opened, Jarus was staring at a fuzzy silhouette of something giant. The giant spoke. "Welcome home," it rumbled. Jarus blinked rapidly. The room began to come into focus, shining like a temple. The giant spoke again.
"My child, there is nothing to fear. I have rescued you. Welcome to my empire." The feeling returned to Jarus' limbs. He was restrained. And this creature now towered over him. He was staring into the face of death. "Fear not, my warrior-to-be."
Jarus blinked slowly. What about the other pilots? His battalion? Did they escape?
"You, the last star-pilot of the Sindû, will be my Ace-Defiant."
It was not a choice.
Grips of the Ace-Defiant
- "The Sindu fly like surgeons operate. And the Ace-Defiants are the best among them. Only one Shadowed me."
- — Emperor Calus
Lore
With a flourish, Emperor Calus lifted a hand. "My Star, a gift for you." The theater had begun.
The hangar door opened slowly, and behind it a row of purple banners dropped, one after another. As each banner snapped into place, a Psion fell to hands and knees, head bowed low.
Jarus's shoulder disappeared in the emperor's hand. "Come, let us open your gift." The two walked past the kneeling warriors. "I have named it for you," Calus crooned. "I call it God's Will."
Jarus's chest fluttered. The ship was beautiful. A drum sounded. A Cabal emerged, delicately carrying armor, holding it as if it would break. Piece by piece it was placed on the floor in front of Jarus.
The weight on his shoulder lifted. "This is yours. When you take it, you are mine." Calus left. His procession followed. Only God's Will and Jarus remained.
Vest of the Ace-Defiant
- "The Ace-Defiant burned his mind to fly my golden ship. Being a Loyalist costs you. Being a Shadow costs dearly."
- — Emperor Calus
Lore
Shayotet's ship lay smashed and burning on the ground. A few meters away, Shayotet himself crawled from a pod. Jarus jumped lightly from his own ship, sent it rocketing back into low orbit with a tap to his nav-gauntlet. God's Will had done its part. Now Jarus must finish him.
Jarus raised a pistol, another of Calus's gifts, and emptied its clip. Shayotet heaved and jerked as black pressure gel spouted from his armor, but he did not fall. He roared—blood and saliva spattered the ground—and charged. Jarus holstered the pistols.
He waited until Shayotet was nearly on top of him before activating the energy blade. A gargling roar, a spray of pressure gel, and it was over.
Jarus' fingers trembled as he summoned God's Will again. In the cockpit, Calus' face appeared. "My heart swells with pride. This drink is in your honor."
Boots of the Ace-Defiant
- "We armed the Sindu with a fleet of golden ships. Their interceptors are a shield for the Leviathan, as the Shadows are my sword."
- — Emperor Calus
Lore
"Jarus, you simply are wrong."
"We will agree to disagree, my lord."
"Your palate simply lacks the sophistication to detect the notes in your world's drink!"
"I am Sindû. It was crafted for my palate, my lord."
"But you simply do not taste all of this. It's impossible."
"I do not currently taste anything, my lord."
"Well, we must fix that."
In the silence of space, a nearby explosion rocked God's Will. Jarus narrowed his eyes. "My lord, I have an issue to tend to."
"I shall save your drink for you." The cockpit monitor flickered from Calus's face to a radar. Small red triangles blinked onscreen as an alarm took up its shrill cry. Jarus pulled a visor down in front of him and fired the ship's thrusters.
Shadow's Cloak
- "With the death of the Ace-Defiant, the Leviathan is without a master helmsman. If I must wait another millennium for a replacement, I shall."
- — Emperor Calus
Lore
Jarus left God's Will behind for his final mission. He needed a ship big enough to carry his fellow Shadows to Ghaul, and with enough internal shielding and anti-impact padding to ensure the plan they had developed would succeed.
Under Jarus's control, the ship dodged, weaved, and carved a path through the Red Legion. His fingers flipped switches, rapidly changing the displays on the monitors surrounding the cockpit. In the hold, the Shadows waited. Jarus aligned the ship's trajectory toward the Dominus' ship. The plan was simple.
"My dear Jarus," the emperor had said. "We must deliver the Shadows to the Dominus at any cost." Jarus knew what this meant. For him, the trip was one-way. But that was all right, so long as Ghaul's was, too.
Appearance
- Destiny 2 (First appearance)
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