Shovels In Spades

"A distraction would be helpful right now, Mr Richie!" Lyle shouted into his comm when he was mere feet away from the Barbarians.

Naturally, although he was happy with his recent physical improvements, Lyle knew that he wasn't the most athletic person around, so any blows dealt out by these men would be extraordinarily hard for him to dodge or deflect.

What followed, was a loud gunshot and the Barbarian to the far right of Lyle collapsed with a puddle of blood gushing out of his head. In the quick moment of confusion created by this, Sarah cast her new and fairly weak skill, Basic Entwine.

Now, despite its weakness, it actually looked fairly grand as vines spouted out of the cracks in the concrete to wrap around the Barbarian's leg who was directly in front of Lyle.

Due to the unexpected resistance on his next step, the muscular man fell over. While uninjured, this added to the confusion and gave Lyle the perfect opportunity to inject the Barbarian who had just torn off Sarah's bindings.

After doing so, Lyle stepped back. At this point, Dorian had caught up with Lyle and was now standing next to him with a worried and clearly fearful expression.

"Your gun has got more bullets than that, doesn't it, Mr Richie?" Lyle asked in a slightly expectant manner. 'I must get in shape. There I was, thinking I'd be able to kill one-hundred of these buggers, but just look at me. I'm covered in sweat and exhausted after nothing more than a little run...' he thought as he noted his current physical condition.

"Of course it does, Mr Middleton. But I'm not a master marksman, aiming takes time," Ger replied somewhat impatiently before another shot rang through the air, startling Dorian, making him jump a little bit.

Although Ger had hit a Barbarian, he was slightly off with his angle, so instead of shooting the man's head, he had accidentally lodged the bullet into the Barbarian's bicep, essentially crippling the muscled arm.

"Please don't rush me, Mr Middleton, shooting requires concentration," Ger admonished his former employer over the comm. At this point, the Barbarians were now swinging their weapons towards Dorian and Lyle.

Lyle quickly slipped behind Dorian and he said, "I have faith in you, Dorian. Now's the time to show me what you're capable of."

Dorian, while still shaking slightly, nodded his head and pushed his regular umbrella outwards and clicked the small button on its shaft, unfurling the cloth that was designed to shield one from the elements. "Cloth Bulwark!" he exclaimed.

Immediately afterwards, the fabric that made up the umbrella's canopy, expanding outwards from its rim. It grew in size to be eight meters wide and it looked like a very weak bubble of sorts. This was one of the skills that Dorian had obtained from his class, Brolly Blocker.