I teleported immediately to the middle of the forge, where the Perfected Captain stood. My heart raced, beating abnormally high as I was about to challenge this monstrosity—this warped beast of experimentation. I closed my eyes and slowed my breaths, forecasting some level of serenity within, though my thirst for battle and fury needed to be quenched. Evaluate, engage, execute, just like always. The veil of SIVA around the Perfected Captain diminished completely, putting it out of its paralysed stasis. Fallen mutterings echoed in the air, and their sheer volume was enough to send vibrations through the rocky ground. The Perfected Captain readied his weapon and aimed it at the only thing in its sight: Me. I brandished my weapons and readied …show more content…
It wasn’t long until he Ultra Smashed me again, but this time I was ready! I leaped in the air, evading the attack altogether; then, while airborne, I charged up some Light and sent a swift barrage of Void arrows his way. Staggered, slowed, and suppressed, I retrieved another Shrapnel Launcher from a dead Splicer and duel-wielded two shotguns at once. Opened fire did I ever! His health was quickly diminishing by the second. “Die!” I said, maniacal laughs escaping my mouth. But then something happened. I had no time to react either. The Perfected Captain had broken free of my tether, though I had no clue how. He teleported to a platform above, leaving me on the ground, and two of his hands rose. Waves of SIVA were starting to slowly form in the air, which suddenly began to feel heavy and disoriented. My tactical visor had picked up a status of SIVA Density Critical, along with a flashing SIVA symbol. His laughs were insane and deranged. This wasn’t good. What was happening? Evaluate, Hunter, evaluate! My teammates…I had to get them out… I teleported to them and simply said, “There’s no time! You have to get out of