Wes rushed at them passing Terran. He held his sword low and cut the legs of some of the soldiers off. He jumped into the air and slammed his sword into one of the soldier's skull.
Wes disappeared in front of the men. "Can't hit what isn't there." He appeared behind them and lobbed off half the men's heads. He pulled a shotgun off his back and fired at the rest.
Wes rubbed his eyes as he walked down the street. I have no business here so why did I come here? Wes wondered. "I suppose I came looking for some action." He thought out loud. he stepped into an Firearms and Ammunition store and showed the clerk his magnum "I need this to be modified...
Wes looked at man who called himself Terran. His black eyes gleamed with a small trace of a red and blue and green color "You didn't need to shove me."
"....Well." he grabbed the knife, and wiped it on his robe. He slowly slid the knife into the wound and carefully pulled the bullet out. "i need something to stitch up the wound."