The vest is made for bullets, not so much knives—especially from one that is much physically able than what is expected of a human. Liman sidesteps to the side, the vest nicking her sides and drawing blood, but not slowing her down.
Liman grimaces, and rolls forward, training the barrel of her rifle onto Raam, and spraying all two dozen rifle rounds towards him.
edited 8th Apr '17 9:50:56 PM by f1r3lemon
всегда верен-The Locust General stumbles back from the shots, attempting to block them with his other arm...which is missing a hand-
-Someone cut this thing's hand off somehow, even though it appears to be damn near bulletproof-
"Yeah, but just the one eye. You're gonna be blind as hell when you take that off if you keep it on too long."

"Oh no, that's awful! Well, you're safe with me, don't worry."
-The Theron's gun is knocked right out of his hands by Lune's attack-
"Well, once they find out I told you guys everything when you drugged me, and you stole my magic, I'm probably getting fired and thrown in prison."
edited 8th Apr '17 9:30:33 PM by Randomman5