Bloodlust: In fact, with my new weapons... Mindmistress: Ah, yes. One of the last weapons developed by the Mimir Institute's old management--made to deaden my armor's electrical systems. Bloodlust: Right. Wait...Bloodlust: You're not...attacking? Mindmistress: And have you deaden my systems? Be a perfect target? Bloodlust: You can't pull mind-tricks on me; my visor protects me. Mindmistress: I remember. Bloodlust: So you're...giving up?

Mindmistress: Not exactly. Bloodlust: Hey!!! Bloodlust (Capt.): Then something grabbed the armband that generated a microwave shield plus the microwave lance. Inhumanly fast. Not a robot. Not exoskeletal armor. Both would've shorted out. Startlingly fast. Crazy strong.Bloodlust: Before I could blink, I was eating dirt--held down like an infant by a giant. Mindmistress: Bloodlust, meet Forceful. He's borrowing your new toys. Nothing personal. He's just...very, very--maneuverable.




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