Ginger uncloaks from the wall panel, flanking behind one of the Dread Elite and pressing it against the wall. He slams his fist into its spine, shattering it, and then repeatedly in the head until it's helmet cars in through its skull. His ATLAS armor materializes around him; gauntlets forming around his arms, a fairly light chestpiece around his midriff, and his signature anti-gravity boots adorned his legs. In one hand he held a plasma blade, and on his shoulders antimatter beams whirred to life.