"Here, kid." The ork twitched to life again, moving sluggishly by normal standards, but still fragging quick next to his opponents. His empty hands flicked out, grabbing two men nearest him and breaking body parts with audible snaps, converting them into human shields and roadblocks to create distance from the other yabos closing in. "Don’t get your shorts in a wad." He sounded out of breath, but otherwise intact. Blood smeared his face, staining implacable features.