"Agggh!" Damn it. Jason manages to avoid most of the jet, but part of it still comes close enough to send searing pain across his right shoulder. The good news, at least, is that this flame seems... colder, than the one before. This plan might work yet. "Okay..."

Jason rolls to the side, gritting his teeth behind his helmet. He drops his gun as he does so. Damn.

"I'll admit..."

Jason stands cautiously, fumbling in his jacket with his good arm for another smokebomb.

"It's better... than 'Firefly'."