[i]The Näzi had tensed his muscles as he turned around halfway, jumping out of the way as a look of shock replaced the joyous expression - though the hammer hit him nevertheless. The German was sent absolutely flying, his shield being obliterated and his armour dented to the extreme, pieces of it stabbing into Jack's flesh as an ocean blue gel and a dark red blood leaked out of the holes. His two heavy machine guns flew from his hands, crashing into the street since there was no belt of bullets to keep them in place. He then crashed into the street, being sent skidding over the pavement, leaving scratch marks in the stones, as well as more dents and scratches in his armour. Once he came to a stop, he groaned in pain, bones fixing themselves so he could at least move again. As he slowly got to his feet, the look of shock on the man's face turned into pure terror.. So he started to full-on sprint away, the muscle density and volume in his legs increasing to higher his strength, increasing his speed. The holes in his armour were patched up with hardened biomass as Jack's feet hit the pavement with thuds, his breath going ragged. [/i] "WHAT KIND OF SHÏT IS THIS! I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS! TO GET SO HURT BY A FOUL ANIMAL!" [spoiler]I do apologize, but I'm sticking with his personality. [/spoiler]