"Exodus, hmmmm? Interesting name for an interesting man. If what I heard was true, the Beastmen were taking him away somewhere?" Kamina nodded and this made Ron visibly upset, "I bet those filthy Beastmen just wanted to play with their food before finishing it. Rotten, disgusting savages." Ron's brows furrowed at the thought of someone being driven paranoid like that. "That's absolutely horrendous, why wouldn't anyone help him?"
Kamina then had a thought, "Maybe he ran because he didn't want anyone to get hurt? If the Beastmen were just toying with him like you suggested, maybe he wanted to make sure it wouldn't happen to anyone else?" Ron nodded, "It's a possibility, but no, I imagine there was something else at work here. Something, or someone, wanted him alive for a specific reason. I've seen what the Beastmen do, they NEVER take prisoners. Ever."
Just then, Simon came in with the damaged gauntlets, "Hey Ron. How's everything going?" Ron saw Simon and clapped his hands together, "Oh, Simon. How are you, pumpkin? You look as adorable as ever! What have you got for ol' Ron?" Simon looked down at his hands and held up the gauntlets, "The man we brought in, his name's Exodus. He was wearing these when we found him. Kamina and I thought maybe if you had some time, you could take a look at them?" Ron took the gauntlets and looked over them; apparently he had time now. "Hmm....high-chromium steel, tungsten-carbide coating, looks like carbon-tube interweave in the joints. That man Exodus must have had big hands and a large amount of strength to wield these." He then looked inside where one would put his fingers, and saw the small spikes in the fingertips. "What a primitive device. It's effective, I'll give it that. Looks custom-made, from Gunmen parts no less. Whoever made these knew what they were doing, but I see several improvements that could be made."
"Have you figured out what they do?" Simon asked. Ron just patted Simon's head, "My dear boy, figuring out what they do is child's play. It's seeing how to improve them that makes it worthwhile. Why, I bet I can give some of the Gunmen this kind of power boost. Do you mind if I hang on to these, so I can fix them up and see how to make them even more powerful?" Simon nodded, but then Kamina asked, "So what do they do, Ron?" Ron sighed, "In short, they're compact piledrivers. From what I can tell, they utilize the Spiral Energy by taking it directly from the bloodstream to detonate small charges, driving the knuckle spikes forward with devastating force. Not sure how much power it would take, but with enough Spiral Energy behind it, they can easily go through a Gunmen. And judging by how damaged they are, it seems like this Exodus was dong just that."
Kamina just stood there, his mouth hanging open. "Unless you want to work as a flytrap, dear, I suggest you close your mouth" Ron said with a small chuckle. "Wait, you're telling me that Exodus was punching Gunmen with those things?" Ron nodded, "Nothing but metal on metal could do this kind of damage."