His armour creaked as it dried slowly. It was built to withstand small arms fire, edged weapon attacks, even the vacuum of space if fully sealed. What hadn’t been considered during its construction apparently, was how it would react to being soaked by a sudden downpour of water from the sky. Rain, it seemed, was not something the creators had envisioned it needing to withstand. The joints at his knees and elbows felt stiff and tight. Turning his face up to feel the cold water splash on his skin had been magnificent. Letting it slide down inside his armour had been a mistake though. At first, the dampness it left had felt cooling and pleasant. With every passing minute, it was becoming less and less of a pleasure. They needed to find somewhere to stop and rest. Not just the scientists eit

