I... don't answer him. I'm pissed. I took a hit for Percy Jackson! I broke my flipping arm for him? That hurt!

With a yell I press forward against the Spider Slicers. Having my left arm neutralized is not such a big deal. I compensate. In fact, my pain and anger gives me enough of a boost to finish one off. But then I see more coming.

"Hold them off," I tell Percy as I step back.

I kneel and set Backbiter on the ground for a short moment. I have to decide, and healing can wait. I have a syringe, and I jab it into my shoulder. I'm using one of these plasmid things. A ghost appears and starts luring the new Spider Splicers away. Nice decoy. I see things scuttling along the sides of buildings towards it, and I send the ghost away from us.

I grab my sword and rejoin the combat.