While not nearly as elegant as Tony's repulsor designs, the Crimson Dynamo came with its own approximation; an electric bolt shot from its hands that would bounce off of the Iron Man but slammed into a human body like a defibrillator amped to lethal. He took just two steps closer to the crowd, head swinging from side to side as he took them all in, Tony unused to such a bare bones display. He said nothing, but started shooting. Four of them were flung back with the force, hearts stuttering with the charge to make their vision go black and render them incapacitated for three minutes. More than enough time for Nick and the Crimson Dynamo. By then, bullets were bouncing off of his metal shell, making him bark a warning for the ricochet, or maybe just frustration until he had sorted the ARMS menu enough to find the Dynamo's polarization map. It was fixed-point, but it would do.
The bullets flying towards him all started arcing towards the hand Crimson Dynamo raised, gathering in an ever-moving ball that hovered, steady before his palm as he advanced on the group. With his free hand, the Dynamo slammed one of the guards into the wall, knocking him unconcsious and letting him slide down to the ground in a shower of dust from the impacted cement.