[He's free. Karma catches him. It's still hard to breathe, less because of constriction and more because it hurts like hell--

Arthur knows what this is. Can't do much more than a basic diagnosis, can't put a number to it, but he knows. Enough Medic training to identify it, based on circumstances and pain alone. He's breathless and winded as he speaks.]

Karma, I- think my ribs are-- [Broken. He's not going to be any more good in a straight fight like this, but he does fish the ice and volt formulas Eric gave him out, offering them over.]