Piotr charged into the next room, seeing a hatch on the far side, and a large machine in the center of it. The men facing him faded into blurs. They were between him and Katya, and a rage he had pushed down swarmed over him as he waded into them.
He saw only the machine and the hatch, and the men between him and his goals were tossed aside and smashed like kindling. As he neared the machine the pain redoubled until he went to his knees next to it.
He felt himself weakening and knew he had one chance, one more chance to end this. With all of his might, he brought his fists down against the machine, and sent it slamming into a crumpled mass across the room. And the humming, and pain... stopped.