Shoot! Shoot til your heart is content and you knock out all the stars in the sky for all I care! But no shooting me.

[Graham used to be so fast that he could knock a bullet out of the air with his wrench, but he knows that's not the case now.

This won't stop him from getting right up in the face of the golem, who still has its sites stuck on him. That's what he gets for being such a loud target. It swings at him, and he has enough time to only defend himself by stopping his punch with the wrench. Graham seems to be enjoying himself though, grinning ear to ear.]

Getting to fight fairy tale creatures! What a happy story this is! A human such as me, I must be the protagonist of this story!