[member="Jezza Shado"] [member="Xhernai"]
Something buzzed over his helmet, then came back to silence, only to finally buzz again. What the heck was this white noise in his audio feed? Finally, something smashed into the back of his helmet as instinct came to push Cerasi out of the way. Stumbling forward, Michael quickly caught his balance and turned around only to see nothing.
Again the static came, and voices could only be mutter through the white noise. It was the team trying to speak to him, but something was blocking his com channel directly. His mind went into battle mode, no enemy in sight meant that it was a personal stealth unit carrying soldier. Probably an assassin. This person probably also had a com jammer and it was being pointed at Michael as well.
The only way to get through it would be to figure out where this enemy was and when they would attack. Another blow to the face, and this time it was towards the front, meaning it was directly in front of him. How were they this close to the ship? They were supposed to be unaware of their position, and even their coming to Arkania.
One more punch to the face, and finally, Michael reacted fast enough to grab out, taking something in his hand, and pulling it into his body. His face felt warm and tingly, but it didn't matter. His weight went down on the being, and fell over on top of them. Michael reached for what he assumed was the helmet it ripped it off. There it was, a person who finally appeared out of thin air under him. Must have had the stealth unit in the helmet. They spat at Michael, trying to fight back, and his coms came back online.
How long had coms been out? He should have known something was up.
The metal arm attached to his body came down, and smashed into the man's face, instantly crushing his nose, and cheek bones. Another, and another, and the man was pronounced dead enough to Michael.
"This is Michael, just got attacked, and hacked by an assassin. They know we are here. Everyone report in!"