747 Burning Soul floated along carelessly as his reclaimers blew down more flood, he called some Sentinels, while not perfectly suited for such combat his reclaimers would need aid, their armor was only class two or three when it should have been twelve, and there weapons were so out of date, projectiles! They seemed to work as well, if not better, than the energy weapons of the other race or collective of races though, and their close range weapon certainly seemed to dispatch flood with relative ease. But even better than the plasma rifle , would they rather not have a more advanced energy weapon? A beam weapon like the soldiers used, much like a sentinels but much more powerful, they could just sweep it across the flood armies and kill them by the mass. Maybe these reclaimers wanted to get better at combat? He did not care. "I have called some sentinels to aide you in your plight." he floated down right in front of one of the reclaimers, "Your armor seems to be missing an attachment to shield your head reclaimer." It said.