[i]A neurotoxin... Has minimal effect on machines.... They must know I have no weakness... Pathetic humans.... Get me a report on the mad they 'Libreous'.[/i] *a robotic servant nods and goes off to do so*

*all the files are blacked out, you can only find one report.. It is a security feed from new Atlantis (the industrial quarter on terra) The feed shows: [spoiler] *in the wake of this betrayal, Libreous's killswitch is tripped deep inside the bowels of New Atlantis* *Out numbered and out gunned, Librious-Tibrarium's adrenaline begins to spike - this causes a chain reaction. His armor begins to morph as it pumps his bulging veins full of chemicals; a potent cocktail of liquid fury......* *now with no use for stealth, his suit transforms into a machine of death - the plate armor folds and changes it's formations* *Each joint in his armor now has it's own set of thrusters, amplifying his speed and power ten fold* *each gauntlet opens with a hiss of hydraulics as two long, retractable chains ending with claws that grip on command stretch out - each seeming to have I mind like it's own.. Each acting like a cobra about to strike* *the lights in the room begin to dim and flicker as a set of capacitors charge and ignite arcing, crackling, electrical fields that spit blue lightning across every surface of his armor* [b][i]Libreious-Tibrarium goes into a berserker rage as the thrusters ignite at the speed of his thoughts - sending him hurtling into the enemies like a tornado of crackling destruction He pinballs between the hundreds of tyranids/death machines with his clawed whips of destruction - ripping off limbs, decapitating monsters and machines alike, electrocuting bodies into ashes, relentlessly throwing corpses in all directions, and shredding steel and flesh and bone as his thrusters continue to boost his movements into a blur of fury Libreous is blood drunk and the end of his relentless massacre is far from over He will not stop until all that remains are twisted heaps of scrap metal and body parts strewn everywhere [/i][/b][/spoiler]

[i]Interesting... Hydraulic expanding suit, if a gas freezing dart froze his cords that expand his suit, he would be helpless, and if I rusted the hydraulics they would break, making his suit useless[/i] *Nova writes this a down*

*an alarm goes off, tyranids have invaded your sanctum - the security feed shows several of you honor guard being dragged up walls and into vents on the ceiling..* *you hear hissing and chittering in the vent above you... Blood and black oil trickles down from the between the louvers in the vent. you see a pair of yellow rimmed eyes staring at you from the behind the grate - reflecting light like a nocturnal predator*