[i]With the Mind clattering to the ground, the Exo's electric blue eyes would spark up, before an iron grip would grab the man by the throat. His hand would draw a weapon - a revolver, a terribly jagged weapon, and aimed it over the man's shoulder. The revolver fired a bolt - right into a Cabal's head, only to fire another at the Legionnaire's companion when he was about to cry out.[/i] "You don't understand "playing dead", do you?" [i]The Warlock muttered, pushing the man off as he rose.[/i] "Whatever, where's Judas? Stupid Titan.."