06-01-2025, 09:07 PM
Ricky threw the flash bang, closing his eyes and covering his ears to prevent the disorientation. He could see the flash through his eyelids and he took that as the sign to go. Both him and Jacob moved with a practiced ease and without fear. They had the high ground in this. The creature screamed in confusion, trying to clear the stars from its eyes. It moved around, disoriented and confused, thrashing with its arms.
Ricky and Jacob were professionals though. They had expected this, their eyes were up and paying attention. Ricky's guns slid out of well oiled leather holsters. The weight of the revolvers had always felt right in his hands, and they took aim with a practiced and instinctual ease. Ricky took aim and fired. The twin revolvers barked at the creature, the shots finding their way into the creatures body. Occasionally a bullet would strike a flailing arm, but most of them hit home. A couple landed into one of the creatures two hearts and several hit its face. The creature began to slow, its movements becoming slugglish. Twelve shots fired, and Ricky flipped out to his other pair, but the creature had fallen before he could shoot more. Still he kept his guns aimed on the creature. Never hurt to be careful.
The echoes of the gun fire continued to reverberate for a couple of seconds and the scent of the gunpowder mixed with the scent of decay, slowly Ricky approached the creature, it did not move. Ricky gave a slight shrug. "Don't suppose you brought a machete, did you?" he said with a slight smirk. "That's my first Strygza under my belt."
Ricky and Jacob were professionals though. They had expected this, their eyes were up and paying attention. Ricky's guns slid out of well oiled leather holsters. The weight of the revolvers had always felt right in his hands, and they took aim with a practiced and instinctual ease. Ricky took aim and fired. The twin revolvers barked at the creature, the shots finding their way into the creatures body. Occasionally a bullet would strike a flailing arm, but most of them hit home. A couple landed into one of the creatures two hearts and several hit its face. The creature began to slow, its movements becoming slugglish. Twelve shots fired, and Ricky flipped out to his other pair, but the creature had fallen before he could shoot more. Still he kept his guns aimed on the creature. Never hurt to be careful.
The echoes of the gun fire continued to reverberate for a couple of seconds and the scent of the gunpowder mixed with the scent of decay, slowly Ricky approached the creature, it did not move. Ricky gave a slight shrug. "Don't suppose you brought a machete, did you?" he said with a slight smirk. "That's my first Strygza under my belt."