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Originally Posted by agetreme

I don't think it was described.....

Ah... Guess I'll take some liberty with its design then.

Also, Gospel Rampage:

Spoiler for Rampage cont':

*Kshiin*

A sharp hum emits from the Silver Gospel’s helmet along with several lines on its front visor briefly glowing bright. The IS releases the soldier, dropping him to the ground while clutching both hands on its helmet as though it’s in severe pain. Seemingly losing its balance, the IS steps back while clumsily turning to its sides with its hands holding firmly on its helmet. The soldier slowly gets back on his feet and tugs onto his left arm as a sharp painful sensation shoots up.

“Tch… What’s going on…?”

Apparently experiencing great pain, the Silver Gospel throws up its arms and slams both of its fists onto the hood of the wrecked jeep. Startled by the IS’ sudden behavior, the soldier steps back as it begins to punch repeatedly into the jeep’s already dented side.

*GAANG* *GAANG* *GAANG*

The soldier could only stare in horror as the Silver Gospel continues to bash the jeep out of shape as the hood drops off its hinges and the wheels break loose, rolling a short distance away before falling onto its side. The IS musters its strength and thrusts its fist into the mangled jeep, punching a hole through its door. Another sharp hum emits from its helmet and the IS immediately fall to its knees, clutching its helmet.

Thrown into confusion, the soldier’s curiosity gets the best of him and he begins to slowly approach the Silver Gospel. Little did he know that the glowing lines on the Gospel’s helmet are turning red as though it’s overwhelmed with rampaging tendencies while the soldier carefully reaches out for its shoulder. The IS senses his approach and immediately swats his hand away, pushing him back down. The soldier clasps onto his right forearm and watches the Silver Gospel rising to its feet.

“Ms Natasha…” was all that he could whisper as the IS blitzes into the sky and generates a dense shower of energy pellets that began to rain upon the ruined tarmac.

‘I’m sorry, Matilda…’

Submitting to his apparent fate, the soldier closes his eyes.

*BDADADADBDADADA* *BOOM*