Up above

Reeling in impotent fury, Chyip blunders past Grim, giving him all the time, opening and room he could ever want to put a bullet into him. He does, smashing another bullet into the thing's heart. This strikes true, and strikes hard, jerking the Skitarii up in the air before he can find his feet again.

When he picks himself up - rather too quickly - he turns, leering. His body's not bleeding, any more, although it's clearly dangerously close to falling apart. Only machine parts, and the odd green spark, can be observed through the wounds, however. He slowly levels his gun again.