Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20131225042819/@comment-11588669-20140101063026

Ambrose hauled his team-mate back, setting her against a tree. He twirled around, trenchcoat flowing around him, and fired the round that had been charging. It shot forth, a beam of golden light, and slammed through the King Taijitu's masked head. The thing exploded in a shower of gore, and the round continued until it impacted the tree behind it, leaving a sizable crater.

Ambrose hissed, holding his shoulder. That sure as hell just bruised it, if not caused some damage. He's never letting that thing charge up that long again.

His ruminations were cut short when the final creature snapped down on him, and quickly he rolled to the right. This one was larger than the others, and it's plating looked to thick for his rifle to penetrate. Not to mention, he had to keep it off Chamoisee. Final Echo shifted into a double bladed spear, and he held it angled at the ground beside him, glaring at the creature, taunting it with his eyes.

This one was his allies. He just needed to distract it.

Ambrose hoped to god that this stupid move wouldn't kill him.