"Plasma eh? Normally I can hear that... My ears must still be ringing." Mas chuckled behind his mask and tried to stand back up, noticing the unfortunate adherence of his shield to the wall. Hmm, not surprising for a plasma grenade. Well, here goes nothing.

"Running room please." Mas released his shield from his arm and took a few steps back, taking a slight moment to access how his shield was attached to the door frame. Oh well, may as well. He thrust his full weight into his pathetic attempt of a sprint, throwing his shoulder into his shield. The collision rained granite down around his head, and caused multiple cracks in the foundation. Backing up again he thought out loud, "This one should do it, be ready."

Repeating his previous body ram exercise, Masraik ripped into the doorway. It tore the entire frame from the wall, still attached to his shield which he grabbed before it went flying away from the impact. Mas kept his momentum and ran forward a few more feet, then planted his door/shield into the floor and took a knee to block any artillery that was aimed their way.

"Ha, enough cover for ya? Get rolling peoples!"