Tomorrow's Answer
Could you please repeat the question?
Item stats
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Blast Radius
Reload Speed
Rounds Per Minute
Aim assistance
Recoil Direction
Inventory Size
Weapon Perks

This weapon is weighted for vertical recoil.
• Greatly controls recoil
• Increases stability
• Increases handling speed

Alloy Casing

Reduces weight for faster reloads.
• Greatly increases reload speed
• Decreases stability


This weapon gains a boost to reload speed as your health gets lower.

Disruption Break

Breaking an enemy's shield with this weapon makes them more vulnerable to Kinetic damage for a brief period.

Tracker Disabled

No tracker is displayed on this weapon.

Intrinsic Traits
High-Impact Frame

Slow-firing and high-damage. This weapon is more accurate when stationary and aiming down sights.

Weapon Cosmetics
Default Shader

Restores your gear to its default colors.

Weapon Mods
Empty Mod Socket

No mod currently selected.

Yara slammed a rocket into her launcher. "These crates really skimp on quantity." "Sadhij is down." Trestin turned to Yara. "This one's alone." The words had barely escaped her when a Warlock brimming with Void Light Nova Warped past them. Yara turned and launched a rocket over Trestin's head. The opposing Warlock concentrated her aura of Void energy into her hand and unleashed a supernova blast. The two projectiles collided; void and flame ripped through each other and burst outward, sending all three fighters in different directions. Yara groaned as her vision began to clear. Her head sang a familiar tune of disoriented pounding and Auto Rifle fire. Fresh blood ran from rigid shrapnel protruding from her leg. "Trestin… check in." No answer. Yara reached blindly through dust and particulate to recover her weapon, but found only scattered bits of stone and debris. Static streaked through her visor, throwing heat signatures directly in front of her through the swirling dust. She knocked the side of her visor to clear the interference. A violet shockwave pushed away the dust. Trestin knelt a few paces away, beaten. The Warlock bent her glowing hand into Trestin's chest plate, lodging a vortex grenade into her armor. Yara met her eyes and saw the Void overtake her. She did not hear the scream, or the splitting armor. She only saw flickers of Trestin break apart and scatter as the vortex ate away at her. Yara shook the shock-hold on her mind and pulled her Sidearm. She snap-fired a round into the Warlock's shoulder. The Warlock recoiled from the force and whipped an open palm of malformed Void at Yara, releasing unstable energy that shattered the pistol's frame into ragged scraps. "No more of that." "That was cruel. She didn't deserve…" "None of us 'deserve.' It's about what you can get." The Warlock smiled and raised a hand of gnarled Void. "Brace yourself."