Tarek, a red-haired man in sunglasses, volunteers over Ishaq's objection and presses his hand to the wall, which erupts with energy.

Panel 1: ISHAQ: ..........
GARAI: ?!
Panel 2: ISHAQ: Look, we won't survive if we don't get out of here!
Panel 3: TAREK: I can do it, Ishaq.
TAREK: We don't need him.
Panel 4: [SFX: Step step step] (Tarek walks toward the wall)
Panel 5: [SFX: touch] (his gloved hand touches the wall)
Panel 6: [SFX: Zap!!] (energy blasts through Tarek)
Panel 7: (no dialogue) (Tarek screams behind his sunglasses)