It was a Sycophantic Hum, a biological weapon that attacked the willpower of the fighter. Phillip felt the strength drain out of her arms as if someone had pulled a plug. The light on the exo suit began to glitch, the blue lines turning into a dizzying mess of static. His knees felt like they were made of jelly.
Morris, let out a confused whimper as his body began to shrink. The morphing power was being sucked away by the frequency. He collapsed back to his normal size, gasping for air as his weapons clattered to the ground.
"I... I.....what the hell is happening?" Geoff whispered a question, his fingers going limp.
One by one, the mighty warriors of the Fortress fell to their knees. The weapons_ the high-tech and alien_ lay scattered in the dirt like useless scrap metal. The hum was a vacuum, eating their courage, their strength, and their hope.
