There was a massive gouge in Boris’ metal helmet, the blue metal warped and blackened as if it had been partially melted by something. A pen-sized crack in Boris’ left shoulder was leaking green fluid, and a long but thin gash on his right side was also bleeding steadily. He was also limping with his right foreleg held off the ground, but none of the injuries seemed to stop him from hastily chattering out a series of loud orders.