Not electrical failure. The psionic pressure in the room collapsed inward, then exploded outward. Every soldier dropped to a knee, clutching their temples. Fix vomited. Dust whispered a prayer in Arabic. Kai’s sword clattered to the ground.
“Showoff,” Dust grunted, hoisting her cannon. XCOM 2- War of the Chosen
“My what ?” Fix coughed, blood on his lip. Not electrical failure
Fix detonated a flashbang at his own boots. The white light bleached the cavern. The Assassin shrieked—not in pain, but in surprise . The salt crystals scrambled. For half a second, she was solid, visible, mortal . ” Dust grunted