The elites were drawing near and his plan must quick and painful, For he must not stutter, trip or hesitate and if he does it will result in him not leaving the facility. It was time. He shot his magnum 3 times to the elite with a sword and took the blazing hot concentrated plasma blade and quickly shoved it into the other elites abdomen. The Elite shrieked in pain, he thought it was going to put up a fight. It fell to the ground. He did it, with no fuss he proved his worth as a warrior, no....a Spartan.