As Bruce stepped out of the portal with Connor close by, his Endo-Sym Armor System was acting up. “Well, this was easy.” He said while ignoring the System.
Mot minding if someone followed him or not he stepped on a few Celestial corpses, feeling their lifeless metal bodies crush under his foot.
“Mercy, scan for every life force activity, I want every perimeter checked.” He said to Mercy. “Right away, Boss.” She said before giving a complete scan over every perimeter, his HUD scan showed zero life forms.
His expression went from being blank to perplexed. “There is no life form on Celerion, are you sure?” He asked. Maybe the AI was fuzzing around but Mercy gave another check and showed him the same results.
“Who could have done such a thing,” Connor said as he appeared beside his mentor. “I thought Celestials were powerful.”
Bruce gives him a half nod. “Well, looks like whoever did this, was stronger.” He then turned his attention towards the group, clearly taking the role of the Leader because no one volunteered and Mark didn’t seem to get his act through together either, and he didn’t want for the Angels out of anywhere to take command.
“The place looks dead as well as its former inhabitants lifeforms, nothing to do about it. What we can do is stay sharp and be on your guard.” He said with a rather leaderish tone.
“We don’t know if whoever destroyed this place is still here or not.” His right hand formed into a repulsor cannon and he took position to walk up first with Connor behind him, being the head of the pack, his HUD constantly scanning for any threat.
“No need to be so tense. We’re the oy people here.” Mark tried to assure Bruce, though he himself felt a bit uneasy.
“C# 0003, can you point the way to the underground complexes? Perhaps some survivors could have taken refuge there.” Said Michael.