Greyson turned to see Robert back up and about "bout time you got off the bulls horn dude! Does anyone want steak!" Greyson said laughing widely as he went on to the sitting bulls and Greyson started to ride his blade again to start chopping up the sitting bulls and Greyson knew that despite how much he was loving this he was hating having to reload his gun as he kept fighting and considering how much fun this was his ammo wont last forever. Greyson had to go old school now and just start slicing and dicing, while his blade could propel him to great speed when he rode it that didn't mean Greyson was a slouch either. Greyson charged towards the bulls himself and he dodged the horns and hooves of the bulls dodging them and then slicing them as he passed making sure he didn't stop the process until he saw no more bulls trying to kill him. Greyson was holding his own and by now he lost count of how many he killed at around 15 but that just means that Greyson was AWESOME like that! Although now Greyson was interested to see what Tai could do with that giant hammer of his when worse comes to worse in a fight like this...