#180312 - With that an evil laugh sounded then a hiss started, Mark threw the recorder with an improved wrap shield around it out the window, the resulting explosion shook the whole building. Walking out he went to where Nissie was, Mark? where is our son? she asked as soon as he appeared. An alarm had gone off as soon as he'd entered the room, an energy wave distortion gun? A thermal implosion grenade launcher? Damn it! These fuckers weren't playing! Looking at the leader as he stepped forward Mark pressed a control on his side the shield shifting to a blue hue.