Durjaya's metallic skin made the perfect armor, although he knew he would feel the effects of the bullet onslaught later, and if anyone had a chain saw, his armor wouldn't do much against something like that. His arms were blades, piercing every human meat puppet in his path.<br/><br/>Durjaya laughed humorlessly as he cut people apart. Slicing one human in two with a wave of his arm-blade. He was shot at, one human passed out when the bullets just bounced off. "I feel like what you humans call Superman! Not a bad feeling either," he joked, as he followed Ebio towards the door to the second car.