Those were not flamethrowers in their hands. Athos's eyes widened slightly. He held the grips of his sai like they were swords. Then he charged the pair of Purifiers.

With every quick step he took toward him, his body shifted. His skin color faded to a light color. His clothing changed. His weapons elongated. An arm guard appeared on one of his forearms.

By the time the bullets slammed into the oncoming turtle, they were bouncing off the bullet-proof shell of D'Artagnan. The samurai turtle swung his very sharp katanas at the guns as soon as he physically could.