Brave folks, he observed as he landed on deck - the crunch was unpleasant - he hit the pilot, he thought grimly. His eye widen as frost started to extend out - only for Terra's shell to protect him from another go in an icy coffin. "Thanks Terra..." He murmurs softly, realizing what happened.

He yanks the blade out, as he attempts to kick the cryo Zepter off-balance, flicking the blood and viscera from his weapon as studied it for a moment, before the strafing gunfire forces him to take off to try to avoid getting hit. The pilot of the cryo Armor was certainly wounded, but in their current state, there's only one way to make damn sure they can't go for the civilians again.

"One wounded, there's still two more - using fire and lightning." He relayed. "If you can get here, I'd appreciate it."