Arjun felt his skin harden. The Ceph’s charged blast hit him square in the chest. It should have turned him to vapor. Instead, his energy dropped to 12% and he back-flipped off a burning taxi, cloaked mid-air, and landed behind the alien with a stolen MOAR battery rammed into its neural cluster.
Arjun stood. His body felt light. Too light. He looked at his arms—and saw carbon nanotube muscle fibers rippling under translucent armor. He wasn’t in his room anymore. He was on the roof of Grand Central Terminal. Manhattan burned around him. The Ceph were coming over the Brooklyn Bridge like a silver tide. Crysis 2 Maximum Edition-PROPHET Description- Fitgirl Repack
“They’re decompiling reality!” Arjun shouted. Arjun felt his skin harden
The last thing Laurence Barnes—no, Prophet —remembered before the silence was the taste of the Hudson. Salt, rust, and the metallic tang of Ceph blood. He remembered handing the suit to Alcatraz. A dying man’s last order. Instead, his energy dropped to 12% and he