[One cursory, untrained look at the soldiers says enough about the futility of a head-on fight: they don't have the armor, they don't have the weapons, and they aren't prepared to go against that deadly, near-synchronous formation. Without the adrenaline loud in his ears, Cain might be tempted to draw comparisons to the hive-like behavior of the Colterons; the masks seem to further draw a boundary between us and them even if they all share that anonymity.
All thought drowns out as soon as Fitz's portal gapes open and dumps one soldier on top of another in chaotic confusion, as soon as they've hooked the attention of one and split the other two toward the original objective. Better than all five on Patil.
It becomes a series of instant, moment-to-moment action, Cain's trained instincts carrying him through that first lunge into cover as the wall near his head sprays debris. He's taken refuge behind the counter alongside Fitz. The apartment is too small for much maneuvering. That, itself, is a problem.
Steady and sure, Cain lines up the gun — and fires, feeling a kickback thrum in gloved fingertips. The stun shot to the center of a plated-armor chest knocks the soldier backward, buying precious seconds.
There's no time to celebrate. His eyes are across the room, on the others.]
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All thought drowns out as soon as Fitz's portal gapes open and dumps one soldier on top of another in chaotic confusion, as soon as they've hooked the attention of one and split the other two toward the original objective. Better than all five on Patil.
It becomes a series of instant, moment-to-moment action, Cain's trained instincts carrying him through that first lunge into cover as the wall near his head sprays debris. He's taken refuge behind the counter alongside Fitz. The apartment is too small for much maneuvering. That, itself, is a problem.
Steady and sure, Cain lines up the gun — and fires, feeling a kickback thrum in gloved fingertips. The stun shot to the center of a plated-armor chest knocks the soldier backward, buying precious seconds.
There's no time to celebrate. His eyes are across the room, on the others.]
fitz! need to get the heat off them