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Misu hesitantly took a step towards the man – at least so he assumed.  Evidently a soldier of some sort, his body and face were so obscured by a mixture of heavy armor, tactical gear, and what looked to be some form of cybernetics that it was nearly impossible to determine who, or what exactly he might be (*feel free to let me know if any of this description is wrong*).  The man was kneeling, hastily tucking a sandwich into a heavy pack.  Misu smiled nervously.  There still seemed to be at least some sense of normalcy in this place, however small.  He gazed intently as the soldier finished gathering his food, intrigued.  The man had to have been enhanced in some way – no mere mortal could possibly stand under the weight of his armor alone.

The man stood up suddenly, and Misu hurried out the door.  It would be impossible to determine his position in this strange new world, not without speaking to him first.  Misu’s powers had been incredibly diminished, as his encounter with the door had proved.  It would be most unwise to approach this heavily armed soldier, at least until he determined the degree of power he still wielded.  At any rate, he still had a party to save.  Perhaps we will meet again soon…