And as the demonic beast stood there we unleashed our fury upon him... Rounds upon rounds of deadly ammunition penetrated his cold steel skin yet not a flinch, scratch, or wound showed. The beast grinned and his eyes darted between us all, "is that all?" He snorted and blinked from existence, leaving a cloud of green and black fog. At this moment our lungs weakened and we could feel the life being drained from us as a black smoke seeped out of our armor and began enveloping us... This was true power... This... Was Oryx