[i]Then, from the darkness up ahead, a rhythm of step, drag, step, drag came. Then, soon enough, a six feet, five inches feet tall figure clad in a gunmetal grey set of armour stepped into the light, golden Plexiglas visor glinting slightly. What he was dragging remained in the darkness behind him, though he had something fleshy in his right hand. [/i] "Yo," [i]Jason said as he looked up at the Space Marine, right hand opening to drop the fleshy thing on the floor. It seemed like one end of an intestine.[/i]