"Alright....Who the hell are you? Wait...Mithias?...Why are you with him?..." Matt said assuming a fighting stance, chakram gripped tightly in front of him. "Mithias, you better have a damn good explanation. You, whoever the hell you are, explain yourself or get cut in two." He paused a few moments, gauging the situation. The figure in front of him seemed to have caused all the chaos, and Mithias could be working with him. Of course, Mithias could have been coming to kill him, and the man used some kind of compulsion. Either way he only saw one solution, the man in front of him must die, and Mithias must be brought in for questioning. Matt bent his arm back to the side chakram in hand, and hurled it diagonally towards the man, drew his guns, and opened fire.