>>5354488"Alright, let's go with that for now. Take a look at those machine corpses i brought in and find out how to kill them for me, just in case."
["You got it, Kid. HEY, KYLA! Get fish-boy to work on this, i gotta do something!"]
You hear Vex complaining in the background as the transmission cuts out.
He's probably irritated, being made to work for people he doesn't know straight out of the cryopod... but hey, he who works, eats.
You're just about done here, so you need to decide what you'll be bringing back.
The demon corpses are coming with, obviously. The wraith corpses in the hall have been burnt pretty badly, and you aren't sure you could use that many anyways.
Looking down at the broken-off horn in your hand, you wonder how tough it really is... so you gouge it into the wall and drag it across, where it digs into the metal without much effort, despite it's rough edge.
It's barely got a scratch on it even after that. The material seems a little hard, but if you could reinforce it somehow it might make for a good knife.
If you make weapons out of their own body parts, they should be just as effective as warp metal, and much, much cheaper.
Even the weak and brittle wraith bones could be powderized and used as filler for anti-wraith bullets.
The skin of these demons also seems like it might be a good material. Despite the heat of those flames, it doesn't seem to have bothered these two corpses... although the bigger demon has been charred and practically skeletonized from the heat.
So it's heat resistant, at least. Probably pretty tough, too.
Maybe it'd make a good jacket. Or a cloak and hood? They'd make a great pair of gloves, too...
Or you could use it for something more decorative. The world's your oyster.
Either way, you tie the two smaller ones off to your armor and drag them along, picking up the skeletonized corpse along the way.
When you get outside, SHODAN has already pulled the Metal Gear around, so it's a quick hop over to her hull before you make your way inside.
The inner airlock opens, and Cylia is there to greet you.
"Hey, welcome back Da-"
The words catch in her throat as fear washes over her face. She falls on her ass, struggling to speak.
"...What? What's wrong?"
You're genuinely confused, but her eyes do the speaking for her.
You watch her look between the corpse in your left hand, the corpses behind you and your blackened, blood-soaked armor, which is covered in cuts and scratches from the dying flails of a demon.
"Y-You..!"
That's all she manages to get out, so you drop the shit in your hands and peel off your helmet, which is stuck slightly from the blood baked onto it.
"It's me, don't worry." You assure her. "There were some stinkies over there, but i took care of 'em. I'm fine."
"D-David...." She stutters. "You... you felt like one of them! No, you still..."
"Hmm? I feel fine. They didn't even touch me that time. Maybe it's the bodies?"
"A-Are you sure? You're not possessed or something?"
