Ryker stops with his sword through a chaos legionnaires throat, looking at what he believed to be Akron. [i]Actually[/i] Akron. He wanted to hug him, get angry at him, laugh, cry, he wanted to tell his old friend about what had happened. He couldn't though, as there was no time in this battle for that. He pulled the sword out and dove under a massive battle axe swing, as he came up he thrust the sword straight through the axe users chest.
His HUD told him there was someone behind him, rushing up to stab him in the back, his plasma cannon did a 180 and shot the soldier in the face, brain matter, blood and gore splattering everywhere as his head is obliterated.
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