Gorrendil was astounded, blue mist was pouring out of his opponents body, making him disappear in thin air. He stood there, agape at this magic before he realised what was at stake here. He turned quickly and grabbed his KMG. The Baron put his scythe on his back and put the KMG back into his Storage Device. He materialised Redemption and used thermal imaging to see where he was. He aimed directly at his opponent but, of course, the President didn't know the meaning of overkill and shot five grenades out of the grenade launcher in the opponents direction. From ten feet, the shrapnel would merely bounce off his thick coat and armour due to the fact these were low yield grenades.. But to for his opponent... Well, he wasn't so lucky.

These shots would kill him if he didn't do anything. If one hit the ground, it would act as a smaller, compact and weaker grenade and send shrapnel and fire all over the place. If it hit his opponent.... His opponent would combust and die instantly. Gorrendil reloaded his grenade launcher once more, slowly backing away from the general direction of his opponent. The shrapnel could still hit him and he wasn't going to take any chances. These were low yield grenades so the only one in immediate danger was his opponent.