Arn had a fleeting moment of concern for the knight as he saw sparks fly from the chest area indicating direct hits.  However, since ki users and knights in general were front line, close fighter types, it was only natural for the armor to be top grade. 

The moment of concern changed to one of annoyance.  Based on the nicks and cuts on the suit of the Spider it meant that close combat was probably what the knight preferred.  His annoyance did not last long though as his mind needed to concentrate on more pressing matters.  Pretty soon both men were trying to squeeze together in the space the pillar offered without exposing their sides.  

Arn grunted at the playful address by Leo. [color=0054a6] “Yes we are in a tight spot.  However, now that you are here we might have a chance.  I need you to be the bait.  I assume your speed is adequate to keep ahead of the firing line of that machine gun.  I will come out of the opposite side and blast them off the side with a surge of water”[/color]

The battle mage scanned behind them to make sure they would not be facing a two front attack.  It would not do well to exhaust their resources, especially his magic exhaustion.  Arn needed to finish this efficiently.  

He shrugged his shoulders at the knight’s question regarding his welfare.  [color=0054a6]“I could be better, have been worse once or twice.  I don’t think I have any serious wounds and I am sure that the troop medic will loose his top trying to patch me up.”[/color] That was definitely true statements.  There had been a time when he had dropped too ahead of his squad and he had been found so badly wounded that the medic almost pronounced him KIA had it not been for the slight heart beat.  Arn had spent months recuperating in some field hospital which he felt was worse than actually dying.  He grunted in pain as he stood up, apparently a bullet had hit him in the thigh and had just been deflected enough by thigh length armor leaving a nasty gash.  

He quickly and efficiently used a roll of gauze to pack and dress the wound.  There did not seem to be any arterial bleeding but there was no need to take a chance.  After all, there was no telling  how long it would be before they were able to safely evac.  

He took a deep breath and he said in a gruff voice.  [color=0054a6]“Ok, I am ready when you are. I hope you do not get shot.” [/color] His voice might have had a slight tone to it to signify humor but it was barely noticeable.  The mage nodded to the knight and raised his arms, the slight distortion around his silhouette started to appear as he started to manipulate the Aether.