They had to get there without a scene? Well, that was certainly troublesome. 13 could imagine, of course, a whole little sequence where he used his Sarcophagus as bait while everyone stealthed away, but there seemed to be a whole lot of distance between them and civilization, and it ultimately…seemed like a pain in the ass. Speed was of the essence here, wasn’t it? And for 13, specializing in wide-area suppression, who benefitted the most out of any of his kindred when he was faced with technology-enhanced enemies, there really was only one way to do this.

[b]“Mm, Miss Augustine,”[/b] the gunmetal monstrosity said, tilting its garish head towards the Saint’s direction, [b]“What if I just, like, killed them all? If you could take care of the pilot over there, I think I can just blanket the area with ordnance until they’re all dead? That’s probably better than leading them to our base or a town or anything like that…”[/b]

Inside his armor, 13 furrowed his brows, trying to figure out how long it’d take to wipe them all out. Within a certain area, his Miracle could help him detect his enemies, and he could also sound them out by being obnoxiously loud with the radios he pilfered, but…oh, right, radio.

[b]“Ah, and here’s like, lotsa clothing and radio stuff, if you want it. Dunno if it’ll help or not but like, it exists.”[/b]