He mockingly looked to the sky as Samson's thruster's roared by overhead, before fixing his yellow eyes on the newly anointed Seraph, before drifting of to her side at his father.
"Always one to make an entrance aye?"pausing to involuntarily cough and clutch at his chest. Deeply inhaling as he rocked back into the depths of his aesthetically obnoxious throne frantically wiping and rubbing his face. "I think your little revolution may be too late, no? Infection....infection...."he mumbled.
Musa's eyes began to smeer, tear up with syrup like nectar and bleed.For a moment panic washed over the once proud neo-terrorist before snarls, coughs and growls became the norm before he darted up out of his throne and launched himself towards the airborne Selebrity hero.
In a flash the turncoat techno-terrorist, Sequitur Crix appeared with an acrobatic aerial display just above the virus savaged Bashir. Swinging a stylishly lit weapon of some engineering feat of her own making straight through the Beast of No Nation's right arm. A destructive blow, but the techno-queen had been aiming for the infected hyper-sapien's head. With his momentum in tact, Musa's leap continued to carry him towards the unimpressed daughter of death.
I dont know, the entire PS5 stream left me feeling meh. Its 2020...I'm ready for some future shit already. The console should float jus because it can. It should transform, drive my car, run my bath, lotions my elbows, line me up, and theeeeen have games so far beyond Ps4 it actually feeeeeels like something innovative. I'm tired of drip-fed technology