[i]At the last moment, Issac had shifted the barrel so that the stun projectile would graze his head, the devious smirk growing even larger. The pistol in the soldier's hand seemed to tremble, before it was crushed by the sheer strength of Issac's iron grip.[/i] "...well, you've certainly got guts. I'm impressed. Most people would've whimped out when they saw my special eyes."