[ It doesn't... not affect Rex, seeing that. All of them can get vicious in battle, if earned, and while the Imps have earned it, not all of them know what they're doing - many are victims of the machine that they cannot comprehend. Usually when they make it hurt, it's a fair fight. Not like this, Andy like some wild bird carefully picking through the shell of a nut or seed to get to the tender flesh beneath, filled with just as much instinct.

Rex grabs at one of the guards and puts him in a headlock. ]

Where's the antidote? [ He barks. ]

W-what?

Antidote! Where is it! Tell me quickly, now, because she'll get to you before she gets to me.

[ A human shield. Not a fair tactic, but a useful one. The guard stutters and stammers his way through directions (in another wing, not so far from here, no doubt filled with all sorts of nasty things that their scientists have cooked up) and Rex pushes him to the ground shortly thereafter, because he said he wasn't going to use him as a human shield if he was given answers, not that he was going to help him. ]

Good luck, [ he says gruffly, sprinting further ahead to the next door. It needs clearance. Rex, being the genius that he is, punches the keypad. To his credit, rattling his fist among the wires at least makes the door open a smidgen, wide enough for him to get through -- but only if he sheds his armour.

So he does. ]