#plasmacaster

 A Proud Yautja Hunter Elite clad in segmented pauldrons, cuirass & plackart. Lightweight cuisse plates strapped to the quadriceps. Plated greaves on calves & vambraces on the forearms. Medicomp, smart discs, shuriken, snares and cable adorn the hunter's belt-the anchor strapped to the other armor pieces. Arrogant, bold, fearless, resilient & strong bares his biceps and buttocks for glory and honor.  A hunter-prey roams the third planet of the Sol system. The Wolf-a creature with the endurance and constitution of Legend has held its hunting ground for over 134 solar orbit cycles claiming the lives of of a clan's worth of elite hunters in no less than three sorties. Glory of glories, the favor of War upon who may prowess and superior tactics of a true warrior.  Plasma caster is rent asunder by the Wolf's war blades-they extend from its hands! All of my medicomps have been used and burns have closed all of my wounds. I have exhausted my equipment from my belt. It is now direct attacks, parry and riposte.  The wolf has bled out like the flayed.