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An ion storm!? Terminus thought, noticing extreme turbulence from within the Thunderhawk. Warren was right on this one, he had to land quickly or else he'll be ionized by this storm, along with the Thunderhawk. That was only the least of his problems however, as he also noticed that the other Thunderhawk was quickly charging towards him. The other Thunderhawk is also moving at an incredible speed, one that even he was sure his suit couldn't handle. That was only if... This'll put alot of stress on me and the suit...but I have no choice. If I want to make it out alive and eliminate this enemy I have to. Terminus thought to himself. Once again he had to pull off yet another crazy and life-threatening maneuver. He opened up the cockpit of the Thunderhawk and directed it towards the opposing one. He then charged full speed at it, making the two of them go on a full collision course with each other. Let's see how you play chicken.

The two planes were moving at fast speeds towards each other and the ion storm continued to rage on. They were slowly beginning to take damage, parts of them beginning to dismantle as a result of the ion discharges. Terminus wasn't sure how long his own Thunderhawk was going to last, so he stepped on it, pushing its speed limits. As the two planes were nearing each other, Terminus saw that the other Thunderhawk was quickly about to drop altitude. This was when he activated his AR mode. Not only that, he also removed the limiters on the suit, making him able to move and react ten times faster than he would usually be able to. The world around him begin to slow down even more, giving him all the time he needed to pull off his escape plan.

The other pilot seemed to be turning the Thunderhawk so that its wing was aimed at the belly of Terminus' Thunderhawk. Terminus wasn't sure why the pilot was doing this, but this was his only chance to act. He quickly got out of the cockpit and jumped down at the wing, drawing out his knife and jabbing it into the wing as a support. The knife skidded down the wing as gravity began to pull him down. Terminus then noticed why the pilot was doing this: he was trying to detonate the missle that was equipped to the underside of the Thunderhawk. Damn is he trying to kill himself as well!? Terminus thought and quickly adjusted himself so that he was standing on the wing. His thrusters activated accordingly to where he stood, the force of gravity, the ion discharges, and the current of the wind, balancing him as he stood on the wing of the enemy Thunderhawk. He had to move quickly now, as any moment the plane's wing would collide with the missle and they both will be set ablaze.

Bracing himself he ran down the wing, running straight towards the cockpit of the opposing Thunderhawk. To him this was nothing more than a light jog, but spectators watching this from the outside would see him as a white flash too quick for the naked eye to see in action. With each step he took the energy of the suit was draining, he had to act fast or else he'll be roasted for sure. He quickly scaled down the Thunderhawk and within no time made it to the cockpit. Utilizing his electromagnetic charged fists, he stuck them through the roof of the cockpit and tore it open, revealing the pilot. The pilot was wearing a sort of flight suit, and he looked hell-bent on completing his task, which was incinerating both of the Thunderhawks. You might be useful... Terminus thought and using his knife, stabbed the man, penetrating his spinal cord. Terminus then sent an electro-shock through it and paralyzed him in the process. Terminus then grabbed the man and forced him out of the cockpit.

Now holding onto the man, Terminus made a dive towards the ground. Just as he was doing this his suit's combat energy ran low, and his AR was deactivated. This premature deactivation as well as the unlocking of the limiters of the suit severely disoriented Terminus. He couldn't even tell if he was falling up or down and his body went stiff. Damn...I gotta move...I gotta move...If not me and this guy's not gonna make it without a few broken bones... Terminus thought to himself as he was falling. Luckily they were both out of the ion storm now, but it will only be a matter of time before they hit the ground, hard.

"Warren! If you hear me make sure I don't hit the ground too hard! And I got us a hostage!" Terminus yelled in his comm, hoping Warren hears this. If Warren is a helpful guy he'd catch Terminus and this hostage and ensure that their bones aren't broken. If he wasn't however, then Terminus might end up a bit more injured and this guy he was gripping onto might end up dead.