The Elite roared in face of the pain, and swinged down on Jona with a heavy strike.
Cynane was met by the barrel of a gun, the Rookie's silenced pistol, weilded righthanded. His head was looking up slightly, and sighed when he saw it was Cynane, lowering his arm. The armour and skin on his left shoulder had been burnt off, and tints off white were visible in the black. The armour around had melted, and now sacked.
OoC: @Random Two things, I sort of thought that the Rookie had left his rucksack in the cart. Second, elites, especially zealots, are shown to be really strong and detirmined. That probably just made him angry =)