Koumyou had also seen, and felt, a whole lot worse things than his bruises, or even the odd bullet graze hidden under his clothes.

But he was still human, and fighting against a whole bunch of big metal things that wanted to squish your meat and bones into a paste, was going to lead to some bruising. If not a lot worse!

"Hm?" Koumyou glanced down at himself, as though looking for a serious injury. "I'm fine, though?"