[b]Damien chuckles under his helmet, raising a hand as his glove folds back, revealing an augmented arm with a pale, glowing white ring around a finger.[/b] [i]"Sorry... Only one person for me."[/i] [b]The glove folds back as Damien draws a small black, serrated knife for himself... The blade not as big as a machete, but not as short as a dagger.[/b] [i]"Come on then."[/i] [b]He replies, his helmet's noise sensors bending back as he gets low, holding the knife backwards while extending the other hand in a defensive manner.[/b]