<b>RE: come take a look!</b><br/><br/>loki moved the men so they blocked off the front of the table so anything coming from the direction they where headed would meet the door. he steps behind the table just barely able to see over it she slips his whips from his belt loops pressing a button on the handle and pulls it down small yet strong metal spikes would come out of the tip. "roll!" as the men moved trent rolling the table and his team blocking the front from front from runners and spitter shots he lashed out with his long whips wrapping the ends around the neck of the spitter that caught dezy. he gives the whip a strong pull the barbs sticking into the mutated neck of the corps delivering all the pulling force to its weak neck twisting it off like a top. he repeats this action until everything the the room that was dead was headless watching acid pool on the floor. On instinct alone he pulls out his water bottle and empties it out on the acid diluting it enough that it wasnt harmful.