It was truly outrageously high tech looking armor to an Eorzean as well, almost as if he'd walked out of Allagan history - but no, the aesthetic was all wrong for that. Not enough fancy glowy bits.

The man gave a dark chuckle at Squirt's comment, but made no other move to speak, instead kneeling down beside him to get a better look at how badly hurt he was. All right, he wasn't about to die, and seemed to be using some small amount of healing ability as well. Right then. The Slayer nodded, then pulled a handful of vials with some sort of glowing blue potion in them out of... somewhere, handing them to Squirt. The health boosts wouldn't heal much, but it would be enough for what came next.

Standing once more, he swapped the shotgun out for... that is a really, REALLY big gun. A big fucking gun that let out an ominous whine as it wound up, then let loose a massive wad of crackling green energy straight at the gigantic heart.

It did the trick. The heart gushed blood as it collapsed, and the entire structure they were standing in screamed and began to tremble.