[h2]Banha Akiyama[/h2]
[h3]Conablum Labs[/h3]

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When the flash of light enveloped them all in a searing light, the result was almost instantaneous. The nausea was gone, replaced by a tearing, roaring howl inside of his mind. He was strong enough not to cry out in pain, only tensing a little and biting his lip as the painful headache ravaged his mind. Afterwards, he patted himself down, making sure that he was whole. Gasping for air, he closed all four of his eyes as deeply breathed in. '[i]That was an absolute shitfest.[/i]' He let himself have a small smile before returning back to his cool facade. No point of going out of mission mode yet.

Watching as he chaos wreaked around him, he just shrugged to himself. The damn Dominion were a bunch of crazy bastards, wiping whole solar systems and rounding up the survivors before slaughtering them or eating them. They had no mercy and he wouldn't have any for the poor folks on the planet. Blame your damnable, psychotic leadership, he would've said. Instead he looked concernedly at Ruiko. She didn't seem like the battle hardened type but seemed to hold in her trauma a bit better than most people.

As another portal appeared behind her, spewing out lizard after lizard, he raised an eyebrow. The reptilians weren't ready for a live combat situation, not by a long shot. They were soldiers but they had serious mental problems and didn't have enough discipline for his standards. As he felt Nova touch his mind once more, he couldn't keep himself from questioning the order. '[i]Nova, the reptilians may be valued cannon fodder but they are fodder all the same. They aren't ready for a live combat situation.[/i]' Sighing at no reply, he ignored the angry ramblings of his escort, mag clamping his weapons to his armour before walking towards Rivard.

Sighing at the sight of the puncture wound through his chest, Banha rushed over to apply Omni-gel to the wound, watch go as it slowly stitched the flesh. Carefully slinging the man on his shoulder, he walked towards the portal as Ruiko did the same. And then, like always, shit happened. That mysterious figure that he saw before the fight with that Apocalypse appeared before his eyes, escorted by several armed aliens. Groaning slightly, he whipped out his C-14 and pointed it at the presumable male. 

One handing such a large rifle would've no doubt made him pull a muscle but in his armour, it would be fine. He slowly walked towards Ruiko with Rivard on his shoulder as he focused his attention on the mysterious figure before him. What a mistake that was as he glanced behind him when his escort screamed out. "Ah shit!" He almost let his trigger finger get ahold of him and mow down the fuckers in front of him. He had to agree with the child, this whole thing was their fault. He mag-clamped his rifle on his back before calmly reaching for a second bandolier of normal frag grenades. 

Holding it up at the demonic Eto almost like a paladin would with holy scripture, he growled before giving it a heavy middle finger. "Me, enjoy dying? Ya ugly piece of varren shit! Oh I'd enjoy it if I dragged you down to hell with me, Ancestors damn you! This whole mess was you and that spider lady's fault!" He was this close to blowing this place sky high once more, thumb threateningly grazing the priming button. He didn't like swearing at ladies but this infernal she-beast was no damn lady. She was a bitch. 

He spun on the spot, pointing the middle finger at every hostile in the room. "All you motherfuckers! I'll burn this whole motherfucker down! [i]KING KONG AIN'T GOT SHIT ON [b]ME[/b][/i]" He had watched the old classic from human history and quite liked that line. Seemed like the perfect time to use it.