It was too bad Cisco didn't know Oliver well enough back home to recognize the other man's voice. That would've made him feel quite a bit better about a random dude shoving Cisco behind him while trying to use some homemade — pretty well-crafted, but still — bow and arrows to take down a rampaging robot.

"I'm not sure arrows are going to be our best line of defense, man," he said warily. "I don't know if you noticed, but that guy is made out of metal and all...where's your laser gun?"

Cisco was already taking his out, thankful that he'd had a mission already and had therefore been given the barrel. As if to prove Cisco's point, the Guardbot started firing, little red beams shooting out of his weapon, toward them.