Phaeton gave a groan of irritation as they were now stuck in a melee in a rising pool of blood. Not the strangest situation he had ever been in. But it was definitely up there. "Vela, you and the others stay back and lay down fire! Burt!" He looked over to his silent companion as he pulled out his arc maul. "Let's put down the hurt on these things." Phaeton flung himself towards the large abominations that had led the charge. The data flowing through his head clearly stated that he was at a distinct advantage, but he enjoyed playing by his own rules from time to time. Sides, he loved his arc maul.