Simply barging through and beelining for his house wasn't a perfect option as he'd be followed anyway, but as he tried, SWAT officers holding riot shields lined up to try and prevent him from leaving the scene.
'It's your funeral!' he thought in response to their action.
Thrusting his hand forward like a spear, he pierced straight through the riot shield, stabbing through the sternum of the tactical unit.
He was bombarded by gunfire, hazed by shotgun pellets and hundreds of bullets from rapid-fire assault rifles, though it stung his skin, he pushed on without hindrance, sweeping through the SWAT unit with unequivocal physical might.
Taking one of the riot shields, he used it to shield from the storm of gunfire before using it as a bludgeoning weapon once reaching the other portion of the unit, bashing one of their skulls in with a single slam before cleaving another in half by slamming it down on their waist.
