So the bullets are bad, but the saws are scary, and Barry tries to decide which ones he needs to take care of first.
When he just misses being riddled by a drone from behind as he zips around a conveyor belt, Barry decides it definitely has to be the bullets.
With the drones trying to surround him, Barry works to make his path unpredictable by zigzagging around. Passing a workbench, he sees a giant wrench and grabs it up.
Pausing for a heartbeat and turning, he throws the wrench at one of the following drones, frowning when he misses spectacularly.
"Great." Bullets stream at him and he gets back to running, chasing after the wrench, hoping to try again.
"Little punk," the man growls, closing the distance and swinging the bat; away from the computers and control boards, seemingly mindful of damage to the equipment.
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When he just misses being riddled by a drone from behind as he zips around a conveyor belt, Barry decides it definitely has to be the bullets.
With the drones trying to surround him, Barry works to make his path unpredictable by zigzagging around. Passing a workbench, he sees a giant wrench and grabs it up.
Pausing for a heartbeat and turning, he throws the wrench at one of the following drones, frowning when he misses spectacularly.
"Great." Bullets stream at him and he gets back to running, chasing after the wrench, hoping to try again.
"Little punk," the man growls, closing the distance and swinging the bat; away from the computers and control boards, seemingly mindful of damage to the equipment.