Taking off his trench coat and wrapping it round his badly bleeding leg, Lance crawls to the emergency stop button and presses it. The entire galaxy-wide battle freezes, tanks shells suspended in mid-air, lethal bullets frozen in space inches from targets. He spends a few weeks healing the leg, then presses the button again, this time in the correct Mk II MJOLNIR armour. Bullets reach targets as the whole apocalyptic war starts again. Orbital ships drop pinpoint shells on the tree, which lasts microseconds under the blast. Now alone in a hellish landscape, Lance spots a distant firefight and moves grimly on... [Edited on 1/22/2005 4:24:17 PM]