[76 knew going into this that he wasn't coming back out--that the path he's been walking for years leads nowhere good, and that in the end, they'd catch up with each other and finish the job. He has no plan for what happens when the fight's over, because in part he knows that when the war is finished, he will be, too. It's inevitable, it's what he expects, and on some level, it's what he wants. There's no place in the world for old soldiers like them, not anymore, and they've both overstayed their welcome. Time to step aside. No more chasing ghosts.
It takes some work, some innovation, and a few favors, but his bullets are laced with nanotech meant to counter Reaper's regenerative abilities. He has no idea if it's worked, and he wonders if he's going to get the chance to find out. A well-placed shotgun round has punched a hole through his abdomen, giving Reaper the chance to retreat into the shadows again.
That's not going to stop him, not when he's so close. A biotic field has slowed the inevitable, but he's pushing his augmentations to the limit, smearing red on nearly everything he touches. 76 follows him deeper into the abandoned facility, intent on seeing an end to what he's started.
shimmies on in here
It takes some work, some innovation, and a few favors, but his bullets are laced with nanotech meant to counter Reaper's regenerative abilities. He has no idea if it's worked, and he wonders if he's going to get the chance to find out. A well-placed shotgun round has punched a hole through his abdomen, giving Reaper the chance to retreat into the shadows again.
That's not going to stop him, not when he's so close. A biotic field has slowed the inevitable, but he's pushing his augmentations to the limit, smearing red on nearly everything he touches. 76 follows him deeper into the abandoned facility, intent on seeing an end to what he's started.
He just hopes he doesn't run out of time, first.]