Jedireaper
PSN ID > DarkJedireaper
Vrix sighted his target as he stepped backwards with his dual Russian-made pistols. Their gun-metal chrome finish reflected the sun light beaming in at them, scattering golden refracted light onto the walls.
It wasn't the creature that he was aiming at, as he took anoth step back, shifting his aim up, and speaking calmly. "Benji, we'll find your wife and son together, I promise you. Right now I need you to 'concentrate'." Vrix emphisized on the last word he'd spoken, he had hoped to draw Benji's attention to his target, but was skeptical.
Where the creature had hit the wall, and had tore away the door-frame, a cracked panel of what ever it was the architech had decided to make the ceilings under each floor out of, hung abover the creature which was now a few meters from it. A dark stone-like surface, almost granite in look but he suspected likely only an asthetic choice, and infact was a much weaker stone judging from the crumbled soot-like dust seeping through it.
He weighed-in the distance as Infernus lept onto action; charging the creature head on, almost, and watched as it reared back further and reacted to Infernus's charge, sweeping a clawed 'hand' (for lack of a better word, for a hand wasn't quite what it was. Certainly not what it was used for in the conventional sense, as the claws swept through the air) in front of itself, intenting to rob the frenzied being of it's head.
Vrix watched it take a large step back for balance, and hoped it would take two more just like that one.
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'Look out!'
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Nagada thought she saw a shadow flitter behind her, and turned quickly, pistol covering her view, but she didn't see anything. There was a soft skittering noise on the desk behind her, so soft in-face she barely heard it over her heart beat, which had now tripled. Her eyes filled with fear as she turned to face the creature behind her, which was an inch from her.
Her mouth was half open to call out but she was too late to shout for Jason, as she saw the attacker. The nimble asian tried to dodge backward from the Stalker's strike, intended to sever her spine. She twisted and bobbed back away from the creature, but not enough as a clawed hand tore a deep bloodied gash across her left arm and side. Nagada managed a half cry as the force of the strike spun her, aiding her twist momentum, and sent her floundering to the floor as she hit the back of her head agains the lip of the desk.
Her vision swam immediately, and she found her body was no longer under her control. She couldn't move anything, couldn't scream, but she could feel the pain in her upper-arm.
A dark shadow filled her vision, which she guessed could only be her assailant leaning over her.