The silence inside the Control Room of Sub Terra Prime felt like being trapped inside a coffin.Clive sat motionless on the cold marble floor. In his trembling hand, the silver insignia bearing a black sun reflected the red glow of the city's emergency lights. Faint golden blood still dripped occasionally from the corner of his lips, staining the ancient metal.[Medical Warning: Host cellular degradation has reached 30%. Divine radiation continues to destroy DNA structures. Lycus regeneration has been suspended due to the host's psychological rejection.]WREN delivered its report in a voice that sounded almost desperate."Boss..." Lycus whispered weakly from inside Clive's chest. The black heart beat slowly, struggling against the radiation of light poisoning their blood. "You can't just sit there like this. Our body's falling apart. Give me permission to consume the reactor's remaining energy. We need to regenerate...""What for?" Clive replied, his voice hoarse and hollow."Huh? Wha

Fighting in the vacuum of space was an utterly surreal experience.There was no clang of steel. No explosions of gunpowder. No screams of pain. On the landing platform of The Sun-Eye orbital station, the slaughter unfolded like a deadly silent film.Clive Collins swung his left arm, which had transformed into a dual Saw-Blade. The black saw blades cleaved through the waist of a titanium-steel Orbital Drone as easily as cutting through raw tofu. Sparks erupted from the severed circuitry, briefly illuminating the cosmic darkness before the robot split in two and drifted weightlessly apart.Clive planted his boots, coated in adhesive miasma, against the station floor. He spun, kicked the head off a second drone, then fired the hand cannon in his right hand directly into the core reactor of a third.The pistol's recoil traveled through the bones of his arm, but no sound of the explosion reached his ears. There was only a flash of light and silver wreckage bursting apart."I'm bored, Boss,