Malcolm walked into the blinding whiteout. The Class Five super blizzard shrieked like a dying animal. The wind speed exceeded one hundred and twenty miles per hour.
The ambient temperature hovered at negative one hundred degrees Fahrenheit. The Ironcrest Exoskeleton engaged the ghost protocols. The matte black armor actively bent the ambient light around his massive frame.
He became a silent void in the falling snow.
The internal acoustic dampeners silenced the heavy hydraulic servos. His heavy metallic boots compressed the deep snow without making a single sound. Inside the sealed suit Malcolm breathed perfectly filtered seventy two degree air.
He felt a bead of sweat dry on his forehead. The advanced liquid cooling mesh maintained his perfect core temperature.
He crossed the frozen
