He looked at the robots, looked at the bindings, and noted he still had his 'normal' left arm on. "Natalya. You're gonna die. Or maybe just wish you were."<br/><br/>He twisted his left arm about, they hadn't bound him NEARLY well enough, apparently forgetting he was an outfitter, and even in his own home he was NEVER without some form of weapon and defense. He would figure out how they tranquilized him later. Maybe a contact traq on the chair...<br/><br/>He activated both the energy blade and the emergency shield, cutting one arm free with the unnatural maneuverability of a machine. A quick swipe of the blade freed his other hand, and a second swipe for his feet, before he leapt at the nearest robot like a bobcat, stabbing it repeatedly in the chest and shoulders to remove its ability to shoot.<br/><br/>(fight 4)