Deep beneath the city, in an abandoned service tunnel, Deus ex Machina crawled. Though not much in the fight had hit him, he had to fight the suit itself. Though he was superstrong, he tired, unlike the suit. Flesh muscle versus Machine muscle. He had to fight against the suit, causing lacerations, bruises, and numerous other things. He finally stopped crawling, and stood up, though he looked like he could fall any minute. He must have hit something for a door-sized panel had opened. He entered and the panel closed, seamlessly blending in with the wall. He was in a narrow corridor, down which he limped, till another panel opened. He walked into a workshop/bedroom.
Ahead of him was a large work desk, with various tools and machinery scattered around it. Large machinery stood, looking like more high tech versions of those in an autobody shop, except meant for an actual body, and not a car. Deus crawled to the right and climbed onto an operating table/rack, and collapsing, breathing heavily. His suit split open at various seams, and steam hissed out. Mechanical arms came down from the ceiling and began to anesthetizes him, then perform surgery on him.