[color=a7a7a7]"Don't worry kids. I'm comin',"[/color] Tibulus muttered as he continued dodging, taking control of one of the side guns and using it to fire at the opposite ship. Specifically, the guns of the opposite ship. He couldn't keep dodging so many guns at once, he would eventually take more and more damage to the point where he'd get in trouble with Stryker. The only thing that scared him about that was the threat that Stryker would, in some way, keep Tibulus from taking ownership of the Revenant when this was all over. That'd be all the payment he needed.

A green light erupted from one of the guns, followed by another from a separate gun as they were both taken out of commission, a smirk grazing Tibulus' skull. [color=a7a7a7]"That should make it easier on me."[/color] The cigar in Tibulus' mouth had burned to a crisp at this point, but just as quickly as it was dropped from the mouth, another one was there, a spark emerging from Tibulus' hand as it was ignited. After taking a deep puff of smoke, the Funganoid returned to his duty of dodging, hoping that everything was going OK on the other ship.

[@Crossfire]