Jailbreak

"O-Open fire!"

"Shoot him, now!"

"Sure, knock yourselves out."

Arias remained standing with his hands behind his back as he watched the sixty odd guards pull their weapons out of their holsters and start shooting.

Bullets started to fly throughout the air by the dozens, meanwhile Arias simply stood there motionlessly with a familiar smile and no signs of being harmed.

No matter how many times he was shot, the bullets either missed him entirely and bounced off the titanium walls of the submarine or passed through his body harmlessly, exposing the golden visage underneath.

"W-What is that?!"

"H-He's not falling!"

Arias feinged ignorance and placed his hands on his hips like he was embroiled in a real conundrum.

"That can't be right, now why o why aren't your weapons working..? …They've been giving you guys the cheap shit down here, huh? You probably couldn't kill an old lady on life alert with those guns."