Shit... [b]He climbs up, sweaty, bruised, and bleeding.[/b] [b]He pulls out a revolver and fires three shots, aimed at your head and abdomen.[/b]

[b][i]Omnus's eyes widen, as he ducks and side steps. The bullet aimed at his head goes over him, but the other two hit his side, and he yelled out in pain, before gritting his teeth.[/i][/b] "Thought you said no guns," [b][i]He said through his teeth while grimacing in pain, as he pulled a cube from his belt, the minigun reforming. He grins the best he could, and slammed a robotic finger on the trigger. A raging storm of bullets flew in predetermined lines towards his opponent, all the bullets going towards somewhere vital or weak. The ridiculous speed of 100 bullets a second caused a tremendous amount of recoil, however his robotic arms easily kept the gun from straying off target. However, the minigun was pushing Omnus backwards, so he began steadily moving forwards while firing.[/i][/b]

[b]A wall forms ahead of Him as the minigun forms.[/b] You... *heavy breathing* Can't... *heavy breathing* Win...

[b][i]Omnus puts the mini-gun away, smiling.[/i][/b] "I've decided. I like you. I don't know what the LT's will say, but if it were up to me? You pass. Sadly, it isn't...." [b][i]Omnus frowns, shaking his head.[/i][/b] "Have a nice day."

Thank you... But I never said we were done... [b]You're screwed.[/b]