Berrac was breathing heavily from the distance he was traveling. Normally he wouldn't have been this exhausted but his body was taxed in several ways. The recent fight, the sexual frustration that even now he could still feel a little bit of, the long distance and then there was also the fact that he was still bleeding. Being the warrior he was he knew the wounds weren't fatal, but that didn't help him at all. At least he knew he could withstand the punishment and keep kicking. But he had to rethink his strategy about the hammer as he came into view of Luna and the moths.<br/><br/>There were quite a few of them, more then a few...there was a swarm of them. Though this did not dissuade him it made his urgency all the more. His hammer would knock a portion of them out with a concussive shot, but he could not guarantee that he wouldn't hurt Luna in the process. His pistol would be better suited to knocking them with more focus but with this many he had to make a bigger dent.<span style="color: #0059b3">"Okay, we cant kill them all, lets clear a path. You lead the way, I am strong but your fast and a better climber. I cover with gun, hammer only as a last resort."</span>He slipped his hammer into its sheath and pulled out the large pistol he kept as a 'just in case'. He would then let the newcomer start the charge and chase after him, using his pistol for cover.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>