Bryce grins, muscles straining as his biomorph went into effect. "Now now, I'm just making sure you're an alright person." his face grew pale, but the grin stayed. "I just wanted to ensure that good old rex wasn't going to be hurt." if anyone looked down, they'd see blood lesking from his pants, and the sand slowly turning crimson. "You know, I've never fought a teleporter before, and I've never tried this." Skin falls from his face, and reveals straining muscle and bone. "So this will be an expirement for me. See you in a bit..." suddenly, Bryce's body collapses, blood spewing out his pants cuffs into the sand, followed by a gray milky substance, ropy tendons, and finally gray. The clothes laid abandoned as his form sank in the sand.