Re: log: flash/felicity mission
Reaper was a black liquid that shot towards the floating crystal tomb and then circled around it, looking for a way in. There wasn't a single crack in the amber, so how the fuck was this guy alive? Was it some living dead kind of thing, where these glowy rocks were controlling him? Science tended to be a lot more complex than that, in Reaper's experience, and he figured it was a cocktail of experiments, aliens and the unknown.
The black goop reformed as the football player from hell and he held his arm up, forming his fist into a giant mallet. Smash, smash, smash! He chipped away at the crystal, yellow debris and dust flying everywhere as he strong-armed his way through. The monster screamed, turning to look as the puppetmaster was becoming vulnerable to Reaper, but couldn't shake the annoying red head girl.
"I'll make sure it's zombies with exploding heads next time." Reaper quipped back and reached a black hand into the cracked case to grab the scientist and forcibly remove. The man was limp, cold, dead. And, once he was out of the crystal, everything else happened all at once. The casket dropped to the floor and the monster began falling apart piece by piece. Reaper swung out of the way, rolled and watched as the knight's head rolled off of his body and then crashed into broken crystal on the floor.