Exposed

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Merlin stood on that beach, his burnt armor sinking into the wet sand.

"You must make a choice." The female voice in his head stated.

"Lose the armor or handicap myself, I know..." he lamented.

He was stranded here, on an unknown planet isolated from the galaxy with an AI of uncertain allegiance for company.

He had a few supplies left but his armor was falling apart after all that. Gunfire, Slipspace, orbital reentry, an underwater march.

"How do we take it...?"

"Do as I say..."

He followed the AI's orders, but, he was exposed now. To the unknowns ahead.