[i]Nathaniel recognized the erratic movements, the last ditch efforts to fight. He had seen it before. If Ivan was going down, he would take Nathaniel down. [/i] "Not today." [i]Nathaniel had started letting loose on his onslaught, instead going on the defensive. Various stones and rocks had begun jutting out, the bullets crashing into the stone and sending chips flying everywhere. For every bullet that struck his armour, Nathaniel moved further back and away from Ivan, kneeling down and picking up one of his fallen blasters. [/i] [i]Using the stone for defense, his armour as a shield, his sword as a whip lash Shield, he begun firing with his blaster pistol, the two facing off into an all out shooting gallery. [/i]