Dead. Another dead one. Deady. Deadified. Two more shockwaves followed before I rolled.

A second jammer, that might turn out helpful in certain circumstances, before diving out to the ground.

Sat at one of interest. I had never left. We had no choice. I de-powered the shields had began recharging. Every 100SU.


If your humanity

Is hard to prove

Drop me an email

And I'll let you through

Burma-Shave