I turn a corner, slap on the heightened senses and blast a surprised leather-clad drone in the kneecap. Thrown off his feet, he cartwheels through 360-degrees as the slow-motion prolongs his untimely demise - while, with either his last energies or unconscious twitch, he squeezes the trigger on his machine gun hile soulfully twirling through the air. Massive chunks of masonry are ripped out of the ceiling with every bullet, and he becomes some sort of unholy Catherine wheel tumbling through space.. Read on over at CVG



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