[b]The Inquisitor didn't have time to react, but he didn't need it...[/b] [b]As the bullet closed in, the lines stretched up in a blink and caught the bullets, frying it into thousands of tiny red particles.[/b] [i]"No honor..."[/i] [b]The Inquisitor promptly turned in the direction of the noise and outstretched a hand so that a few of the strange line could slither across his fingers and launch out towards the spot.[/b]