This was going to be a battle of strength, of will. Of power. Cody knew that, as he maintained his armor, his shield, against the crushing weight that was Big Boss. The light around the room slowly faded, as Cody redirected that energy to his shield. He maintained the shield, and stayed as still as he possibly could. 

"Your light is dull"

He voice was calm, as if he was merely commenting on the weather. He stared back at Big Boss, knowing that if he were to lose his control, he would be dead. And yet, Cody wasn't afraid. Why should he be? Cody couldn't go back to his home. He would forever be marked as different. There was a boiling anger under his calm, as he remembered the sound his pup being killed. 

"I am not afraid, but why should I die by your hand?"

Cody knew that he couldn't maintain the shield forever. The constant pressure, the cracking of it, the fixing of it, it would wear him down. He needed to figure out a way to either free himself, or take Big Boss down. 

"Yes, I pity you. Because you can't see how you have dwindled. You aren't a great man"

Cody gathered his power, maintaining his shield, while gathering the last, final attack that he had in his arsenal. Perhaps it would kill him. Perhaps it wouldn't. Cody didn't know. nor, did he particularly care. 

"If I die, I die on my terms, not yours"

Cody seemed to explode outwards, his shield bursting, light expanding out, engulfing Big Boss, almost quite similar to an atomic bomb exploding. The light was bright, almost as bright as the sun, and hot, searing everything at once, destroying the walls, the roof, opening up the room, bringing in more light that paled in comparasion to Cody's explosion. 

"YOU HAVE LOST"

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Agent Caits took in the scene, and she began to move, avoiding the flames-or at least trying to. She brought up her gun, firing it at as many soliders as she could, until she ran out of ammo. Agent Caits threw the gun away, starting to make her way closer to Gerswhin, a grenade in hand. 

"I'm coming, Gerswhin"

The thought of death had fled. The fear of the fires was nothing. She hadn't saved Gerswhin, only to have her trapped once more. She would do everything in her power to free her, although she didn't know just what she could do. Still, she had to do something. 

Pulling the pin, Caits threw the grenade towards the remaining soliders, continuing towards Gerswhin and trying to avoid being fried.