It's certainly all right with Jack. He's taken down Big Daddies single-handed, so in the face of the horde of splicers he doesn't even flinch.

In danger he has that feeling of serenity, almost moving outside of his own body as he counts the splicers -- the targets -- and readies a hand. Two drop from the ceiling in flames. A third is faster and a hook nicks his shoulder as he rolls out of the way. She yells Traitor! Parasite! as she somersaults towards him. The burning splicers are screaming and screaming and screaming. But they're dying, and he saves his ammunition.

He runs to meet the third splicer. Stays light on his feet. Electricity, then two bullets between the eyes.

A whistling noise is all the warning he gets before something explodes at his feet, bringing him back to earth and also into the wall.