The loud bang of my gun echoed across the rundown metro station. My efforts were futile however, the bullets simply bounced off the towering shield that came at me charging. Within seconds the hulking creature in a thick metal suit bated me away into the pillar behind me. The shock came at me so suddenly that I nearly released my magnum. A realization struck me as I slid to the floor and rivulets of blood slid out my mouth. My team was nowhere to be found, my rifle was lost in the station, and I was down to my last clip. The stomps of the approaching cabal were drawing closer now, and I barely had enough energy to sit up. Focus shifted over to my left arm as I drew in what little strength I had left. A faint orb of azure light began to materialize in my palm; perhaps it would be my salvation. “AHHHH!” The massive metallic boot slamming down on my wrist forced me out of my concentration, the crushing pain erupted in my arm along with a wail of agony. I was going to die, this cabal will bring my end and let it draw out as long as possible; my body will be consumed by the red sands. The massive hand seized my torso, and began to lift me and pin me against the smooth pillar. I had to act quickly, my gun was still in my hand and I knew that I had at least one more bullet. I could fire it at the cabal and hope the Traveler is watching over me… or I could spare myself an agonizing demise. To fight for a chance at life, or chose death and avoid imminent pain. [i]Chose now, Bishop.[/i] Bang!