Jhaha stands on a metal step looking into a large open cavity with smooth purple like tissue inside. The outer shell of the device was not flesh but was thick metal armor. He turned to the opening looking out across a sea of soldiers. Jhaha slowly leaned back into the machine allowing himself to rest inside. He breaths in one last breath of fresh air before the squires lower the front of the suit closed.
A humid darkness blanketed him as the heat already washed over him. It made the sweat drip down between his shoulder blades. A low hum sounded as Jhaha felt a sharp pain in his neck. A small tube spiked into his carotid artery pumping his blood causing it to circulate into the membrane of the tube. His eyes rolled back revealing the bloodshot whites. His vision was no longer of the inside of machine but rather through the eyes of the machine. It flicked a few times. He felt dizzy looking out at the hazy visage of the enemy army. Beside him were hundreds of soldiers holding shields and