Snippet #1259311

Terminus' suit was still overheating and he was disoriented as ever. He used up way too much energy than he was suppose to and disabling the limiters on his suit resulted in detrimental effects. His suit wasn't functioning correctly, he was unable to move, and who knew how much longer until his suit was online again. The HUD was flashing red, telling him that the suit was in the process of restoring itself. "Damn...I can't...move..." Terminus muttered, mustering all of his strength to get up on his feet and keep stable. He had to have pushed his limits just to get up, this was really the first time he pushed his suit to its limits. Never again will I do this... He thought to himself, but he knew that this promise was not one he was going to keep.

"You were the only one available...I'm not sure of Carter's whereabouts and you were the only one that was backing me up..." Terminus spoke, heavy breaths in between his sentences. "My suit's still...working to get itself online...restrain the hostage if you will...I sent a shock through his spinal cord... so he should be paralyzed for awhile..." He said, getting up to his feet.

Not long after that his suit came online again and his HUD referred back to its original state. He was finally able to move freely again, except that his psyche was still shot. "Vegnus, do you what happened to him?" Terminus asked Warren, looking around to see where Vegnus could be found. He then spotted him on a tree nearby, laying on a branch unconscious. He must've taken quite a fall... He thought, taking in his surroundings once more to see if anymore visitors would appear. So far the area was empty, the three scouting jets being their only adversaries. It was a good thing the three of them were decommissioned quickly before more damage to the area was caused.

Terminus decided to let Vegnus rest for a bit before moving on, they should be safe for awhile longer. "Let's go deal with the resistance leaders, Carter should be there with them already." Terminus said to Warren, hopefully he was right about this. He proceeded towards the warehouse building, lightly limping and placing his hand on his head. This is much worse than I thought...I hope the after-effects end with this headache..

"The Afralian forces have been eliminated." He yelled out, hoping that the resistance leaders would hear it. He waited outside for them. If for some reason they would open fire upon him, he knew that Warren would have his back. Let's hope they're not hostile...