The Rise of the Saints

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   His breath hangs in the air cold and frightful. The sound of gunfire off in the distance seems to focus his mind. One last ammo check before running out to end more lives.  Cut off from the main forces, his job was to infiltrate the main spire in his sector. The hum of his personal cloak sputters, it won’t last much longer he thinks to himself, the charge belt has seen better days. During the last 24 hours, Danny has seen much killing. A lot of those kills breaks the tech guild law, preferring the up-close feel of his short blade, he clears the path with 7 deaths . Made to feel and look like a short sword with the width of a machete called his Phantom blade, drips with blood.  The mission was going as planned, some how the creatures of this planet have the ability to drain our tech of all power. The epicenter of the  field is strongest here, between the giant rock spires the Altoot call home. 

   He and the boxing saint were born to run these missions. Use of his secondary weapons and any gadget he has is suspect. The power drain started to affect his bio implants. Turning their power on and off like a child playing with a light switch.  this is what he had trained for ever since he considers becoming a saint. The Boxer who mastery of stealth is only dwarfed by his hand to hand combat skills, they had the best chance to enter the facility.  Danny's cousin Kennon had told him how important this was. The tech of the Altoot could stop an entire army dead in its tracks, making thing that draws powers inert. And the sheer size and power of An Altoot could crush a man in seconds.

The bombing raids had done their jobs well.  The giant orbiting rail cannons used up most of the asteroid belts tiny rocks, sending them raining down on the frontier planet.  We knew that this planet had tech we needed and the Altoot themselves would make invaluable asset to the guilds so we had to take this planet. But first we had to find and deactivate the damping fields, so support guild and the A.I. core could move in and do their jobs. The chaos of the bombardment had left the Altoot in disarray, leaving the complex undermanned. All Danny and the Boxer had to do was get in and take down any one in the complex shut down and retrieve any tech relating to the damping fields.
 
Only problem was no power, communication, Dannie’s left eye and secondary weapons were out. Even the Nano tech that gave him limited healing wore down. The small smile he wore and the boxer’s large laughter show how much they live for this stuff or will mostly likely die for this stuff. They pulled in close to the perimeter of the building. The sounds of exploding meteors, the rail guns have the area encircled keeping out reinforcements. This made it harder to hear as they closed in on their entry point, the real action was about to begin.