Petya Morozov is man with wolf like features around his face area. With some patches of fur in some areas like his hands. In his hands is a light machine gun firing, yet held with ease. Despite the heavy recoil, he manages to down two people of Zonoah’s and Tina’s firing division.

“Ah!” One yells. “Ah…” Grunting, almost whispering in pain.

Zonoah knows he needs to do something.

He equips a flash bang, separates the pin, and throws it at Petya. “Flash bang out!” The guy says.

Petya didn’t understand what it meant, but his squad started dragging him into the hallway.

The object exploded into blaring lights, but no one was blinded.

Seeing the opportunity Zonoah charged into the enemy hallway. The sword was the queen of weapons in close quarters.

What happened could be described in one word “Slaughter”.

Zonoah only needed one slice to inflict significant damage with his killing lightsword.

Zonoah burned his beam into Petya’s band member with an overhead strike, scorching into his torso to his belly.

Then the man with the lightsword stabbed Petya in the stomach, but he managed to jog backwards out of it before sprinting away with wolf-like agility.

The man equiped with the lightsword had other men to deal with than to give chase. The man hew horizontally into another enemy band, chopping sideway. He was burned in half.

Zonoah chopped into another man this time burning between the shoulder and the bicep, separating the arm. The man passed out from the pain.

The last two men managed to get their guns up, unleashing bullet after bullet into Zonoah.

However Zonoah’s trusty lightshield took the brunt of it, deflecting bullets into the wall. The walls around the man were riddled with bullets.

Equiped with killing lightsword and trusty lightshield the man pushed forward, finshing the last two in the engagement as they tried to pull away at the last second. The lightsword buzzed at their backs as they tried to run away.

There was still the rest of the facility full of enemies, but he had to tend to Tina first now that they had some room to breathe. Plus he was starting to feel the injury on his back. He jogged back to his allies back at the water machinery.

“We got a breather guys. How are we holding up?”

The squad had expressions of relief on their faces. Tina exhaling in peace. She was alright, except for the two wounded. Clint Abad immediately moved to treat them. After some time, he extracted a bullet from one of the two wounded.

Clint talked to Zonoah who was standing guard. “This guy will be alright.” Clint gestures towards one of them. “Just shot in the arm, however this lady was shot in the chest and it went halfway through. I patched her up the best I can but, she still needs medical attention”

“Can you check my back wounds? I was shot in the back as I was dodging the RPG into friendly fire. “

Zonoah says.

Clint Abad runs a hand over Zonoah’s back. As he pulls up his shirt, the bullets fall out. Flatten are the bullets, Clint goes to inspect the bullets, picking one up.

“Guess your bullet proof now sir! I’ve got to get whatever you got going on. Trinity was it?” Clint expresses.

Zonoah is just as shocked as Clint. He pulls back down his shirt. “Bullet proof are you for real? Looks like this Trinity vial was the jackpot. I wonder what other abilities it has in store.”

“Okay, lets get outta here. We’ll let the rest of the Unicorn Brigade take care of the rest.”

Without a Field Medic Stretcher or the like, they we’re stuck carrying the two injured man and woman. Clint Abad personally crutches himself under an injured man. Supporting his weight as he walk back to the allied extraction point.

Zonoah has a Unicorn Brigade member radio for extraction by helicopter. ‘That’s how stupid, that’s how stupid everything is?’ The dark say.

Zonoah thinks. ‘Why do you always chime in when your not needed?’

‘You need me. You need me.’ The dark chimes.

‘You’re dead wrong if you think that.’ Zonoah huffs.

The imposing man hops off the helicopter to the Unicorn Brigade base. After reporting in, Zonoah goes to see doctor Carson Silvis, the lead doctor of the infrastructure.

“Carson.” The guy checks in his office. Doctor Carson Silvis is in. No one else is around.

“Zonoah! How are you? The medigun is coming along great.”

“Carson.” Zonoah shifts his position to meet the doctor. “What do you think of Schizophrenia, hearing voices?”