Ambush was written all over it.

Just as if Fyre were here.

Friendly Frags Aren't

Whoops

Keys in Pocket

Catapults?! NOT ON MY WATCH!

He walked in front of a me!

Show me what you can do!

Medieval drinking games.

Welcoming Blakus!

Turning dudes into the red stuff.

Calling the medic for a boo boo.

Helicopter barely had a chance.

The masacre named Irene begins.

Oh...huh?.. suboptimal...

Durge stubs his toe.