[i]JT had to react quickly, which he did by sprinting around Dale in a circle, staying at a wife arc and a range so that Dale would need to predict for lead more than he already was. The cowboy had a stone dagger in his leg, though he tripped himself into a piece of cover about fifteen metres away from Dale. "Mother-blam!-er!" JT shouted, his body rejecting the weapon as the nanites pushed it out of his system, plugging up the wound. It was time to retaliate, so he would sheath his weapons and flick his left hand back. A series of six long, triangular strips extended out of his arm, connected to the hole in his hollowed wrist by a series of poles near the sharp end of the black strips as it formed an industrial drill. It ran along his arm and went to a point three quarters down his arm. He had a plan, and that was shown when he vaulted over the cover and started sprinting towards Dale. [/i] [spoiler]Basically JT made a steel/ceramic drill on his arm, like a thinner version of a Big Daddy drill with six sides. Left arm only, though. [/spoiler]