As the detonation prompt sounded, Galen shifted back to his previous form to minimize the explosion's purchase on him. His shield, regenerated during his shift and depleted immediately, halted any trauma, but not the resulting momentum. Flaring his wings to decrease speed before slamming into an adjacent wall, the battle-skin's crystaline mesh stiffened to absorb and redirect the impact and any residual blast force. Galen stuck well into the white walls, now plastered with ash and dust, before falling to the floor.
"**censor**." he groaned, joints cracking and alarms blaring through his audio feed as his shields counted down to another regen period.
That took care of the suit, as well as a good portion of this corridor's structure. Taking a moment to let his inner ear equalize to the point of being able to stand, he continued back down the hallway, looking for any potential aggressors. He spotted the mantis, giving it a good glare as he advanced towards it, sidearm and blade at the ready.