[Durability/Healing]

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Everyone was shooting at the mining supply store as
Prophet scrambled through it. The threat tracer showed
bullet trajectories all around him. It looked like a bullet
was travelling through every square inch of air in the
store. He could see tracer fire from HMGs and Mk
60s, then chunks of the ceiling exploded as another
VTOL started firing down through the building. A
grenade landed behind him and exploded. The force
threw him into the air and through a wooden partition
wall at the back of the shop.
He felt it. He felt every last impact, every explosion.
He still felt the pain. Prophet got to his feet. He
had found the stairs. He scrambled up them as they
started to disintegrate around him. He activated the
stealth mode. The lensing field wrapped around him.
He took a moment. Just a moment. He wasn’t fighting
for breath. He had no need of that anymore. He just
needed a bit of time for the partially-alien technology
of his suit and his melded flesh to fix the damage. 

Crysis: Escalation, The Chance, Part 2