"I'm sure Frankie will be just fine." He noted as he watched one of the Juggernauts in the distance split in half, "And we can always go collect the pieces to put back together later if need be. He stood up from his sitting position, now standing atop the Paladin, which was currently laying down a steady line of suppressive fire towards the advancing Goblins. The corner of his eyes barely caught the change in Ghost as she streaked towards the advancing enemies. Content that between the cover fire provided by the Paladin and her blade the advancing squads would be quite tied up, he shifted his attention to the remaining Juggernauts, locking his targeting system onto the one in the lead, he swung his weapon around to point at it, still only using one hand, and fired.<br/><br/>A one second burst of fire tore through the distance between him and the beast in no time at all, the stream of bullets tearing into the front-right shoulder joint and cleaving it clean off, as if the line of bullets was a blade. The beast staggered, still able to support itself on its remaining five legs. But that soon changed when Kyle's next burst tore into the elbow joint of the middle-right leg, shearing it off in much the same manner. The beast lurched to the right, suddenly unable to support its weight on that side. It then toppled over to the right, kicking up a very large cloud of dust as it did so, and fell below the line of buildings and was out of his line of fire. Kyle grinned to himself, and began locking on to the next closest Juggernaut remaining.