[b][i]Now, it was personal[/i] [/b] [i]The bloodlust that so appropriately deemed Cylus the title of [b]The Demise[/b] began to come over him. Cylus tasted blood between his clenched teeth and he began seeing red. The degree of his abilities was drastically heightened and his Impulse was present once again. [/i] Cylus grappled to the nearest soldier and kneed him in the face hard enough to crush their visor, then beat them repeatedly despite his injured arm. As another tried to pull him off, he drove a blade into his abdomen and wrapped a grapple around the handle. He kicked the man into 2 other operatives, knocking them into the hole. He shot the grapple up at the ceiling and the man dangled there helplessly. Cylus pulled a pistol and began firing at the operatives and threw his remaining grenades at any cover they could get. Shouts, gunfire, and explosions rocked the castle. It wouldn't be pretty.