Bryce choked as he took a bullet in the throat, and fell to the ground. ow. Shit. Okay, you need a break, and I need to let loose. Stand by. Bryce's skin popped as it was pulled into his body and bone armor rose in place. His left arm formed a spear, his right a shield. He stoid, roared, and charged the Elite, spear jabbing out.
Zach clapped. "I was going to give him blood transfusions, but that works fine. Lets get in there! he grabs the rocket out of the Warhammer and chases after Bryce.