Shadow Image

[Tabris]

Ben knew this was a bad situation, but he had the last laugh, it started as a small chuckle, soft and even before slowly growing into a full blown laugh, shaking his head he looked up briefly at Alvarez, looking around him as the net was closed in.

"Alvarez, as much as I would like to say I am surprised at you being here, I am not, afterall I know too much to be let go just like that." He lightly commented before chuckling once more. "It's not enough the Coalition tries to murder me despite my loyalty to it, to insult me by not sending a team of Commissars to do a job that should have been finished in the Cargo Bay." he mutters, mentally tallying how many bullets he had left in his pistol and how many shots he could get off before being taken down, all he needs is another minute.

"I knew I couldn't escape, you people are so desperate, so high-strung that you cannot risk me revealing what I know." he let out, humour appearing on his face. "But I have the last laugh, because despite all of this, all your hard work you have failed miserably, I have hurt you more than you know, you should have known better than to try and kill a man with access to...Damning Information." he stated calmly with a hint of a smirk on his face. He may have lost here, but in the end he won a different type of victory.


"You may have caught me, but nothing will undo the damage I have done to your treasonous Nation, a Nation that would destroy a loyal officer out of fear of supposed disloyalty, in the end, I have won, I may or may not remember that I won later on, but nothing can change that fact, no matter how deeply you purge it from my mind or how many ways you torture me before death." he taunted the Hispanic man without a hint of pity. These people had betrayed him, if there was one thing that echoed within his mind, it was No Mercy for Traitors.

Ben was starting to tired from the blood loss, but he kept himself awake forcibly so he could at least have one final stand.