As Vernon kicks Rhys in the face, his helmet is knocked off, revealing a dark face with bright orange eyes. He falls back on the sword, puncturing his back once more. Somehow Rhys gathers enough strength to stand, staring at Vernon with Despair sticking out of his back. His face is a dark tone, a very dark tone. He's African American. His eyes shine brightly, piercing into Vernon's eyes. He falls to his knees, then whispers... "Kent... is my son..." Rhys collapses onto the floor, blood slowly forming a puddle around his body.

Rhys swings the hammer at the cannon shot, the energy on the hammer shoots it back towards Vernon, hitting his chest. Rhys then swings the hammer up in an arcing manor towards Vernon's chest, rattling his bones while simultaneously knocking him back a few meters. [spoiler]This is the hammer Luis and I were talking about... I think you were there. It's essentially a beefed up version of a gravity hammer, that ignores all armor.[/spoiler]