"Damnit," Reese grunted. He leaped from his branch, whose tree was now blown out by Mortar's iron ball. In midair, Reese aimed his rifle into Mortar's back cannon, and fired a physical round directly into his ignition nerve. Reese rolled onto the ground, reloaded, then fanned the lever and fired at Mortar's duplicate arms, blowing them off one by one with more physical rounds. "I never miss my target." Reese stated, standing up and back into stance.