[Arena #1]

Lamill's fast. Not the fastest, and by no means a bullet dodger, but he's fast. He's built to be. He has to be, especially considering his current lack of armour.

By the time he's pulled the trigger, he's running towards the arena wall, ready to climb. But whoever these freaky buggers are, they're pretty fast, too. And whatever they fire is HOT. He can feel the heat of the bullet as it-

Oh wait, that's his uniform. It's on fire. Damnable not combat uniforms, lacking armour and fire resistant-HOLY FRACK THERE'S HOLE IN MY BACK.

It would seem at least one of these bullets popped it's way straight through Lamill, right beneath where kidneys are usually located on a human. There's a fair bit of blood, and Lamill can see where the bullet impacted on the wall after popping through him.

Whether or not the Tire Geal have a soul, lacking their psychic and amgical prescence, is debatable, but bullets still hurt, and Lamill winces as he flexes his pads and hops onto the wall, running up and across the surface.