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- Deep in its halls within the rocky foundation of High Charity’s dome, they had learned the dangers of pushing their altered bodies too far: sudden, debilitating exhaustion, seizures, and, in rare cases, death.
- -Halo: Fractures, pg. 183 (Halo: Shadow of Intent)
- These were all the troops he’d have to help him take the command deck, and as the Prelate felt a dizziness creeping up the back of his skull—his enhanced nervous system’s first warning of excessive exertion—he throttled his speed and let the Jiralhanae catch up.
- -Halo: Fractures, pg. 185 (Halo: Shadow of Intent)
- Muscles aching with spent fury, the Prelate knew he had just a few more bursts of hyperlethal speed before his body completely seized.
- -Halo: Fractures, pg. 186 (Halo: Shadow of Intent)
- He was well past the breaking point; his enhanced nerves were frayed and his muscles were beginning to spasm. His vision was constricting but still focused on the only thing that mattered: an open passage on the far side of the shaft leading to the command deck.
- -Halo: Fractures, pg. 190 (Halo: Shadow of Intent)
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