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Well there wasn't really much for him to do, honestly. Most of his abilities as an esper came from either healing or supporting his allies against the chaotic menace. He still had a gun, though.

With his shield running forward, Apollo had no choice but to follow. He ran forwards, pistol in hand and avoiding bullets. With his head low trying to avoid random gunfire, he noticed the dripping blood from his shield. If it were their face or arms, he wouldn't really care. However, those were the legs that let his protector move around. If they couldn't move, they couldn't move to protect him. With a glowing hand, he slapped the protector's ass in a locker room act. A glowing feeling washed over the two of them, the protector's slight wounds being washed away to little more than a stain.

Then, he began to unload the pistol at the gunmen that weren't within the radius of her pull.

Wait, why was there a waiter? This was a precinct ambush. Nevermind that.

He dropped the pistol once the magazine emptied and went to pick up another gun from the shoddy pile to continue his not-aimed-at-allies assault.

[hr][center]24 | Male | Freelancer | Bastard
Restraining Order | Spear | Physical | Unenforceable
Second Skin | Regrowth
God Complex | Light | Give Him Thanks
[Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Heal (16), Stabilize (0), Purify (6), Reflect (4), Damage X(6), Powerful (0), Trap (0), AoE (2), Full Extend (4)

DAMAGE: E | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | 750
[Bronze Touch][AoE][Heal] -160
PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: C | 494
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