Cylus obviously didn't want the bullet to hit him, so he had prepared for the reaction. With a quick sidestep, the bullet whizzed past him, just fractions of an inch from his chest. With that, he pulled one of his two Mk23 pistols with a twirl and aimed it at JT, tilting his head one way. His gun seemed to be modified in more ways then one could count, so it was hard to say just what might come out of the barrel. "Now that wasn't very nice either. We just gonna play around or are we going to fight?"