Arc 1, Special Thread 1: Storming Onyx Spire
Transferring the files is easy enough. These pieces of shit don't know anything about their system architecture or security. Hell, all of these are shared! But Arkady knows from looking that there's a lot more on the network he's not seeing, so he may need to access another terminal.
The voice comes out over the intercom next to Grunt.
"Amongst my bindings includes the order to protect this facility as I see fit. Given the number of living researchers, I have concluded that protecting this facility by venting the atmosphere and filling the facility with essence plasma is counterproductive to my bindings." The voice is high and thin, metallic. "Unfortunately brute-force hacking past my own firewalls to access certain files, images, and camera feeds will change these parameters, and I will be forced to reduce this entire facility to molten radioactive slag. An Abyssal scientist has done... extensive testing and found that this method is enough to kill anything short of a Yozi-level threat, or at the bare minimum incapacitate and imprison one for several months. In essence, rocks fall, everyone dies.
For stakes, well. I wish I could offer you some. But my bindings forbid me from betting. Suffice to say you are staking your life against the destruction of this facility. My strength is arrayed against you. The Immaculates are arrayed against you. Set Beckons is arrayed against you. There's still time to retreat; there's no ante."
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((Minion Defense:
8, 7, 5, 5, 2, 2 & 2
*Defense vs Strike: 32 + Tactics 20 = 52 vs 67, 1/7 Ripples
*Defense vs Knockback: 25 + Tactics 20 = 45 vs 41, avoids
Minion Attack:
10, 10, 6, 5, 4, 3 & 3
*Strike Crossfire 23 + Tactics 20 = 43))
The minions barely move as Crossfire starts firing those massive bullets into their ranks. As soon as one is barely hit another quickly steps up to take some of the fire, effectively reducing the amount of damage he deals them to a single shattered soldier- shattered, just like that one outside the airlock.
And as they rotate through their ranks they pump round after round of shotgun shells into the Infernal.