Sokol's language is quite uncouth and in a normal situation she'd probably receive some sort of reprimand for it.<br/><br/>However, her shot is true, as it tears through the side of Hellhound and blows up inside of it.  For a moment, nothing happens.  And then a sound not unlike breaking glass fills the air.  Hellhound's body collapses inward of itself as green crystal sprays outward from its hide, falling to the ground.<br/><br/>"Sir, the energy reaction at the core of the Unknown is gone!" a nervous voiced man calls out.<br/><br/>"Good shot!" the overly enthusiastic technician shouts.<br/><br/>The Captain keys his comms, breathes a sigh of relief on an open frequency, and says, "nice work, everyone.  Shut down your units to conserve what remains of power.  Retrieval teams should be there in a few.  Everyone else, start reports on casualties.  And if we can get a recon flight over the east side of the river, I want it five minutes ago."<br/><br/>With that, the Captain cuts out.<br/><br/>Even if they don't obey his orders, of course, the batteries should already be nearing their limit.