Paradise Violated
You shake the odd feelings you have and decide to continue looking for Dobbs. You and Salo continue to hunt down the heretic. You then start hearing gunfire, followed by the screams of your troops. The Silver Sentinels have finished their extermination of the tentacled beasts and have now started on your team. Scream after scream echo throughout the empty halls.
"Weaklings! They dishonor the Empire by dying so easily!" you mutter to yourself. After this mission you vow to have all their names stricken from the records as they are unfit to have their names engraved in the Halls of the Honored Fallen.
You don't see any sign of Dobbs, but the Sentinels finally track you and Salo down. Despite all your bravado earlier about blasting them back to the scrapheap, you don't fair any better than the rest of your team. Whatever they're made out of, your weapons just don't have any effect. As you attempt to take cover in a nearby room, Salo is blasted into cinders.
After seeing this, your faith betrays you, you throw your gun away, survival is more important. You think they won't see you as a threat anymore if you don't have your gun.
Your thinking is wrong. The Sentinels have already locked on you and perceived you as a hostile. They enter the room and see you cowering in the corner. They mercilessly finish you off, putting an end to your last remaining thoughts of how you dishonored the Empire.
"Weaklings! They dishonor the Empire by dying so easily!" you mutter to yourself. After this mission you vow to have all their names stricken from the records as they are unfit to have their names engraved in the Halls of the Honored Fallen.
You don't see any sign of Dobbs, but the Sentinels finally track you and Salo down. Despite all your bravado earlier about blasting them back to the scrapheap, you don't fair any better than the rest of your team. Whatever they're made out of, your weapons just don't have any effect. As you attempt to take cover in a nearby room, Salo is blasted into cinders.
After seeing this, your faith betrays you, you throw your gun away, survival is more important. You think they won't see you as a threat anymore if you don't have your gun.
Your thinking is wrong. The Sentinels have already locked on you and perceived you as a hostile. They enter the room and see you cowering in the corner. They mercilessly finish you off, putting an end to your last remaining thoughts of how you dishonored the Empire.
