Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20151030164455/@comment-26388714-20151205134311

Baryos was sick of the writhing pain that filled his body. It seemed that with every moment, there was more and more pain, going beyond the limits of pain that he'd felt before. And he'd felt some pain.

He decided that playtime was over. His body would be his again.

He'd lost control of his channeled Void. He drew a deep breath, torturous and shuddery. He then let it out in a heavy sigh. His mind focused from the haze it had been in, and then sharpened. The Void sensed this, and riled slightly. It drew back.

His mind pushed the torturing Void flames to his center, where they had started. Then, in one swift move, he swept the burning Light back inside of his chest, regaining control once again.

The visions were over.

Baryos awoke in the glass tomb. Through the warped green substance, he could see the other members of Fireteam Argus, battling the resident Hive. He decided that they could use some help.

He squeezed his fingers to his palm, and a small shockwave of Void power rippled from his hand, decimating its prison. He used this hand to tear away some of the crystalline glass, which he found to be quite sharp. Baryos sat up, for the first time in what felt like a long time, drawing Once Bitten. An Acolyte had snuck behind Avgust, intending ill, clearly. A torrent of bullets from Baryos killed it in an instant.

"Anyone miss me?" he called to the team.