Kairos stumbles, flames sputtering out. He drops to his knees in the sand, exhausted. He grabs at something on his waist, a pen-like object. He pops open the top, tearing off his helmet, pressing the tube to his neck. He hits the button, and sighs as he takes the Exo equivalent of an adrenaline shot. Almost instantly, Kairos feels his energy returning. "Kovac... you're going to hate this idea."