[center][h2]Jericho Joranis|Ruins of Moscow[/h2][/center]

Jericho had a witty retort ready to throw the cyborg woman's way when he was forced to duck under the grasping claws of one of the mutants. [color=Turquoise]"Fuck off, you annoying insects!"[/color] Spinning around, he holsters his pistols and draws his katana, activating the laser edge and slicing upwards through it's weakness, the spider falling dead with another screech. Pivoting in place, he rams the tip of the katana into another spider creature's weakness, pulling free and then sheathing it again and drawing his pistols again, firing into three more of the creatures and dropping them. He'd never admit it, but his skin was crawling just from the fact that they were bugs, to hell with the fact that it was some kind of twisted zombie effect. But they were almost all dead, so he could go a little longer.

Moving back towards the group, after realizing he'd been forced away by the fighting, he realized that if these were corpses, and little more than skeletons, how-he sidesteps a thrusting claw and cuts it off with a bayonet before putting a laser round in the weakness before resuming his train of thought. How were they moving, or covered in flesh for that matter. Reaching the group again, he spins in time to have to leap over a pair of stabbing clawed legs and shoot their owner. [color=Turquoise]"Anyone else tired of these things?"[/color]