"I c̶̙͕͇̮̦a̞͕͝ͅn̞͚̤'̖͙̺͖t,̨̘͙̻͙ ͓̱͙ͅi̴̪̺̹̰͖̺ͅṯ̢̤̤ ̞͕̗̥̪̳͢ͅw̜̟͎̖̦̙͟ͅǫ̣̼̣̮ǹ̟'̯̹̟̭̲̹͝t̶͉̼͇̦̞ͅ ̪̹̯͙̙͇l͏̘͖̲̦͓̣̘e̡͈͚̹̝t͓ ͓̱̯̤̣͓͈͞m̸̙̼̰e̶̘̣̱̼͙̣.͓̝͙̞̗̲͝ ̬I̵̯t̹̳̞̬̳'̧̩̳̬s̴͉̘̻̟̦ ̫̹̹̮s̡̻c̴̲̝̣̠͖͉̗a̼̬̦͍̮̘̞r̭̱̹e͈͈̩̖͝d̦̟̱ͅ ͍̼̬̥̼͈̗͠a͇̩͕̫̩̰͔n̵͉͉͖̰̠d ̲͎͍̫̹l͘a͇͎̟͉͍̠͙s҉̞͕͖̟̯̲̱h̠͓i̠͎͉̝̞̼̼n͍̖͖̹̳͟g͙̮͉̘͙̦̭͢ ̵ơ̬̖̝̟̘u͈͔̠̤̟͍t͉͍̝̦̟̣͔!̤̥̫̥̱̤͢ ̴̺͈ͅ"

Jaime's voice was muffled within the suit. He could barely breath.
The scarab had taken full control of his body and every second was a struggle to regain control.

Was this it? Would the scarab consume Jaime? Leaving nothing but a shell. A puppet to be walked around by the suit.

No!

Jaime went to space. He took part in the fight against Brother Eye. He could beat a scared and twitchy scarab.

With an effort of pure willpower. Jaime turns towards Ted.

"Shoot me, trust me. Just do it!"