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As the SUITCASE BOMB PLUS slides in front of Bel, he immediately throws himself on top of it, not even caring about what it might do to him.
Everything then erupts into a mess of colors, smells, noises, and flashing lights. The massive plume of fire that erupts from the SUITCASE BOMB PLUS ignites the gas now leaking out of the improved "WE MAKE BETTER GAS THAN YOU" canister, making the resulting explosive even bigger.
Your group was probably about, say, 300 feet away from them and there's about 5 feet of clearance between each aisle, so about 60 aisles between you? The six closest aisles to Bel are immediately vaporized by the massive explosion. The next twenty either shatter to pieces or scorched so badly, they melt into plastic and metal slag.
Every remaining aisle even for the ones you and your allies are hiding behind are sent flying in random directions, leaving barely any coverage for the spooks to hide behind for cover.
For a moment, there's nothing but silence and the gentle sound of hissing as an off-green gas surrounds the area where everyone threw their items. For any other enemy that would've killed them outright but you're not sure here.
>-SUITCASE BOMB PLUS, -RAW NOVASTONE CHUNK x2 (one from you, one from Wendy), -1 PROTOTYPE ANTI ABNO SLUG AND 1 EXPLOSIVE SLUG, -CRYO GRENADE, -ECLIPSE SILKBOMB, -EMP GRENADE+, -'WE MAKE BETTER GAS THAN YOU" GAS CANISTER
>-2 CHARGES ON ONE OF WENDY'S MOONSTONES.
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What you see next horrifies you beyond all measure.
Bel limps out of the green gas. He's still ALIVE, after everything you threw at him for an opening shot. That doesn't mean you didn't do any damage, no, he looks like dogshit.
Both of his arms have been blown clean off leaving only behind mangled wires and bleeding stumps where his shoulders once were. His legs aren't doing too much better with both of them having massive hunks of flesh missing from them.
A thick layer of frost covers his torso, legs, and stumps which seem to have slowed down his movement a lot. Thick layers of sticky ECLIPSE STRANDS have wrapped around his torso and legs, causing him to hobble any time he tries to walk.
His shades have been knocked clean off and his eyes, what little you can see them, are flashing with a technicolor assault of every single possible color humanity has ever seen and some colors they've never seen before.
A hole is being burnt into his neck by what you can assume is one of his many implants failing from the EMP. The latticework of colors caused by your PROTOTYPE ANTI-ABNO ROUND are only flashing brighter than they were before. Yet despite the fact that by all measures, he should be dead, he's not.
Noelle...steps out of the cloud as if nothing has happened. There's some mild scorching on her uniform and she looks a bit more tired than before but otherwise, she's fine. She cracks her shoulders while still sprouting the same old smile.
You and your allies are stunned, unable to do anything upon seeing Noelle's perfect health.
