[ picks up one of the fallen bots' batons and starts wailing away on the robots nearby, skimming force fields and occasionally getting in a good hit before dodging a taser.
after all the confusion of the day, a plain, straight-up fight actually feels pretty good.
the inexplicable nausea and weakness catch him off guard -- I am altering your status -- and it's all he can do to spin away from one of the advancing robots before having to give in to a coughing fit. ]