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Hey, Silver. Uhh a little help? Seeing the waiting glare thrown his way, Battalion decides to explain.

Look I'm sorry but it was the only way to be sure. We can't just let a kid like that join. What if he was just some glorified hacker? Even if he did mean well he'd be roadkill the instant we sent him on a mission.

He manages to get one hand free and begins to nonchalantly cut himself free of the flooring with a precision laser. Besides, I was right. That kid is a probability manipulator, sure as you are standing here. A powerful one too as you can see. He points to the edges of the hole in the wall and the floor panels that has just "happened" to give way underneath him.

Battalion waves Wild Fire and Timeline away, Get outta the way! Once is coincidence but twice...

Battalion jumps sideways and aims his Homing Rockets at Risen Fate.

They explode in the close quarters causing most of your ears to ring from the deafening blast.

Yea, Carl said something about that. But we've never had anyone score so high on the "Talent Only" exam. Well there was one exception but they weren't talented so much as... Battalion looks closer at Fate.

It couldn't be...

In horror you watch as Battalion's wrist mounts flare to life as he takes aim at Risen Fate!

The second figure, impressive and looming in his state-of-the-art battlesuit, answers Fate's question. Hey do I walk into your...donut shop and insult your cinna-buns? Whatever you did to fry my system was accounted for this time.

Battalion looks you over, Although on second thought, maybe I need to make some more adjustments. No way a skinny kid like you gets a 120.