'Should I use a sword or a gun?' Luke thought. "615.2, alternate between sword and gun, type gun: pistols, blasts: twenty percent," he said. "Also force field covering cone around seventy-centimeter radius from the core."
"Something is happening!" someone in the crowd pointed out when two pieces of the cone floated to Luke's hands and turned into pistols.
Luke held them up and was finally ready.
Boulders were being thrown at him. He shoots at the boulders and they shatter. 'We are allowed to go all out, but now is not the time,' he thought running to Luke.
Dodging as he went along the way. 'If he can only throw rocks and make columns, this is going to be a bree--' He tripped and fell face first.
When he tried to move, he realized his feet were stuck to the ground. "Oh my--" he said and saw columns coming towards him. "615.2, three-sixty, guns. blasts fifteen!" he said in a hurry as he felt his impending doom coming fast.
