Unfortunately for one observer of the strange infighting taking place, not all of the ricochets were harmless. A certain sentient skeleton took two rounds directly to his forehead, collapsing into the street. The rounds sent his helm flying, and the top half of his skull cracked and broke into several shards from the bullets. Separated from the rest of his body by the force of impact, the skull rolled across the ground and then was still.

Despite all this, however, the light in Khel's eyesockets (what was left of them) did not vanish completely, but the pinpoints did fade into twin glowing embers. The last thing that passed through Khel's mind before hitting the ground was how shockingly powerful two small pieces of metal were.