As if in slow-motion, Eddy watched the simultaneous attacks of the ball of light and blades head straight for him. Calculating the timing and the impact he saw the ball would hit him in the abdomen and the blade would cut him in the helmet. As if in the matrix he moved his body to the side quickly, as the ball of light grazed him across the stomach and left a black mark on his Prometheum armor. At the same time he razed both his forearms to shield his face from the slash. Whatever it was made of, he hoped it couldnt cut Prometheum. The blades slammed into his forearms with brute force but no cutting power. He would keep his arms and stomach but with some nasty bruises and what felt like a burn to his abdomen. The second strike was aimed lower, bringing his shin up, he blocked it with a right check, deflecting the blow off te slopes of his armor. Jumping back he watched as the boy began creating a whrlwind of some sort and flew out the hole woth the girl. Quickly, Eddy drew his sniper rifle and took a shot at them.