R3 throws bullets

Armed guards fell into the room, quicker than lightning--must've been a couple dozen, from every corner, before them and behind them and from all other sides. If they were mobilizing that fast, they'd probably been on high alert already, just waiting for them to get here. They were walking into a trap. Just the way he liked it. Didn't want to make things too easy.

"Watch out!" Gentaro shouted. "They've got--"

One of them started firing, and then they all started firing, not caring if any civilians got in the way. Dazai was the only one of them that had to duck. Chuuya clenched his fist or something, and suddenly the bullets curved around him and ricocheted anywhere else. Fourze transformed before the first shot even bounced off his pointy helmet, and after that they might as well have tickled him with feathers. There was no need to describe Saxton's reaction to their rifles.

"Hah! Mann Co. could make a killing in this market." Saxton swept his palm out in front of him and gathered up a fistful of spent bullets, flinging them back at the guards and knocking them off their feet. Even that didn't make the security team back off. Whatever they felt about this job, they must've been a lot more scared of what would happen if they ran away... that thought made him competitive.