Jared moved like a flawless dancer, dodging and ducking out of the way of a many of them but even someone like him that was graceful in battle couldn’t dodge all of them. He roared angrily as the darts struck him in all directions, some striking him in the back while others hit his chest, his legs, his arms and one even dug into the back of his skull. Did that take him down? Not right away but it did force him down onto one knee, weakening him severely yet Jared showed a lot of resistance.
He just didn’t want to go down. He attempted to speak but the muscles in his throat refused to form words, instead he settled for an animalistic growl-like sound while his eyes became impaired as the sleep started to take effect. No matter how much he fought the drugs won, the darkness swallowing up his consciousness. He fell hard onto the concrete ground, sleeping in a far from peaceful slumber. Once again he was someone’s science experiment.