Vorim's claws tore away at the face JT possessed as the thick layer of synthetic skin was completely shredded and pulled off his face, with the beard coming too. JT looked Vorim in the eyes with the hatred of gods, the only way to describe the intensity. And So The Marshal held Vorim's dismembered arm as multiple NWH medics arrived on scene to aid Nat, and JT slowly walked to Vorim. "MY DAUGHTER! YOU SHOT MY -blam!-ING FAMILY, AND NOW YOU'LL PAY THE BLOOD PRICE!"