William pumped his shotgun, the common sound drowned out by Goliaths' chaingun spinning and roaring, accompanied by his insults. "HEY YOU, FIRE DICK!" He nodded to his teammates. "I KILLED YOUR PET MANTI-FUCKTARD OVER HERE!" Banging his chest with his fist, Will ran away behind a solid piece of debris, awaiting the fire genie to come at him. Talking through intercoms, he told his teammates his plan. "When it's coming at me and it's distracted, shoot the hell out of it." He watched for the Djinn, awaiting it's arrival. If his teammates didn't kill it, he would. "Overwatch."