Atticus' will swallowed the sentinel, turning his body into ash. Though he'd severed his head, he wasn't taking any chances. The last thing he needed was the sentinel activating another artifact.
His gaze swept the surroundings. Only when he saw the glow enveloping each champion did he finally exhale.
'It's over.'
A wave of relief washed through him. The battle had pushed him to the brink, but it wasn't all bad. He'd discovered some truly important things, weaknesses, if he could call them that.
He glanced at his exo suit, then at the life weapon.
The former had been invaluable. He had tested an assumption and was glad it held true.
Even with a Will negation field present, his exo suit could still channel Will through his body. The only drawback was that he couldn't manipulate his Will away from himself, but reinforcing his body was more than enough.
