Blackburn looked at Eryx and took a deep breath. He knew he was in for a fight for his life. As he was ready to fight, he heard 666 speak. He nodded, not sure how to respond. He slowly walked, waiting for contact with an elite. His plan was thrown away once 666 had confronted an elite himself. An elite popped out of almost nowhere, roaring a battle cry of some sort. "Holy shit! These guys are ugly!" Blackburn yelled, the elite looking at him. The elite charged him, forcing Blackburn to the ground. He quickly drew his pistol and fired a full clip into the elite's head, it's blood splattering all over Blackburn's visor. "Reloading!" Blackburn yelled instinctively, quickly loading another magazine into his gun. He awaited another elite to come into his view.