"We'll discuss this later," Dinadan snarled, shrinking down to escape the grip of Dex's construct. At least he'd stopped shooting around like a moron.
'They had guns', oh whatever, what bad guys didn't these days? Dex had a green lantern ring, if the only thing he could think of was to recklessly risk collateral damage of the surrounding people who weren't trying to kill him, Dinadan was going to bite the damn thing off his finger and use it himself.
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