Realizing Wilson's strategy, Phaedrus decides to reveal the ace up his sleeve. The hilt itself was surprisingly sturdy, but it wouldn't be able to withstand a long onslaught, so he wraps his armored fist around the hilt in order to ensure its protection. Suddenly, Wilson is lifted slightly off his feet, and is pulled towards Phaedrus by an unseen force, directly towards his outstretched blade...

[i]As he's pulled, he pulls his own dirty trick, dismounting the Browning and picking his feet up, swinging the 80-pound gun directly at Phaedrus' head, and sending all of his weight directly towards the arm with the sword, at high speed.[/i]

[spoiler]This is gonna piss him off, lol. Rip Phaedrus[/spoiler] Phaedrus throws himself to the left, while simultaneously bringing his sword to bear in a diagonal slash. The blade barely missed Wilson's head, and reduces the barrel of the Browning to molten slag.

[i]As Phaedrus moved left and off-balance to slash, Wilson slammed him hard from under his arm, and through a wall. He'd had the Browning broken before, hell, he had plenty to replace it, but he was not about to let that transgression go unpunished. Tossing what remained of the barrel, Wilson rammed his machete into the man's torso, and twisted. With his shielding still active, the electric power of his Tesla shielding was given a clear path into Phaedrus' body.[/i]

With a grimace under his mask, Phaedrus straddles the man with his legs and his useless arm, pinning him against his own body. With his right arm, he ignites the blade against Wilson's own lower abdomen, taking advantage of the fact that his shielding is down. Meanwhile, his armor conducted the electricity out of his body, thankfully, but without medical attention he would pass out from pain soon.

[i]Much to Phaedrus' surprise, Wilson gave no reaction, except a laugh that would frighten even Jack Nicholson. Grabbing Phaedrus' hand, he pulled the blade further in, and slammed his head into Phaedrus', detonating his Tesla pulse at the same time. The blow was enough to shatter the man's faceplate, and the blast shorted nearly every electronic that Phaedrus had on him, including the sword. The blast ruptured his eardrums, and sent nearly three times the current into his body. All he heard was the laughter.... [/i]

Phaedrus could feel his own vitals fading. It wasn't a surprising revelation, simply a frank fact presented to his subconscious. With a last surge of strength, he unwraps his legs from around the man and kicks him square in the chest, knocking him off his body. He drops the hilt of his sword, and rips the bloody machete from his body. He had no weapons, and using too much TK would surely sap what little reserves of strength that he had, which left one option: brute melee force. He rushes over to Wilson, using a small amount of TK to rip the shotgun away from him, and kicks him in the stomach where his sword impaled him, knocking him to the floor. Phaedrus puts his knees on his biceps to pin the man, and then repeatedly smashes the man in the mask with his metal fist, ignoring the pain the Tesla shielding is inflicting on his body. (One or two more posts, and he'll be unconscious)