Ethan drew a deep breath.
The next second, he lifted his hand and slammed his palm hard against his own Powered Combat Armor.
Crack!
A dull, heavy click sounded from inside the armor.
The Powered Combat Armor clinging to Ethan began to change. Hairline seams split open across his chest, shoulders, back, and along his waist. A flood of compressed energy burst out through those gaps, swallowing Ethan whole in a surging cocoon of power.
When this suit had been developed, it had been built with a hidden backup power source.
An emergency reserve—meant for the kind of situation you prayed you'd never face.
Once that backup reserve was activated, the entire Powered Combat Armor was essentially being forced into overdraft. At best, it could support another half hour of sustained combat. After that, it would be completely scrapped—no repairs, no saving it.
But at this point, Ethan couldn't afford to care.
He released every last drop of that hidden reserve.
Boom!
