[John's eyes widen only for a moment before the adrenaline kicks in, and he's focused. He raises his gun, stares down the sight and shoots. A bullet sparking with electricity flies at the monster's head where claw marks have painted a perfect target. The thing falls back for a moment, snarling, but it isn't dead or deterred.
The kid leading it on a merry chase doesn't look old enough to be out on this kind of mission, but given that beggars can't be choosers, John will take him. There isn't much in the way of a lull to come up with a proper strategy, but he can see well enough to know something they want to avoid.]
Go for range if you can! Don't like the look of those tentacles.
[He lines up another shot as the monster restarts its flailing run at Fiver.]
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The kid leading it on a merry chase doesn't look old enough to be out on this kind of mission, but given that beggars can't be choosers, John will take him. There isn't much in the way of a lull to come up with a proper strategy, but he can see well enough to know something they want to avoid.]
Go for range if you can! Don't like the look of those tentacles.
[He lines up another shot as the monster restarts its flailing run at Fiver.]