Zenex looked around, pointing the pistol every which way. He sighed and continued walking, passing by a few cages. One of the prisoners tried grab him, but Zen’s pistol put a bullet through his skull. “S-Shit...” Zenex muttered. He didn’t even bother with clean language.

He continued to walk until he found something. It was a suit or armor. Zenex blinked. He took the suit and slipped into it. Perfect fit.

“W-Woah...”

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