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Though, as it flailed in its current stage of blood rage, Owen was barely able to scramble away. And as Fakeru slowly levitated backwards and away, she realized she was losing height. Eventually she'd fall low enough that the enemy could lunge back up into the air and reach her again.

In fact, in that narrow corridor, even an enemy with animal intelligence realized the same thing. It had slowed down to a careful gait, choosing to let Owen escape. He was cowardly and unarmed, he wouldn't be a problem. It kept its face steady, its eyes focused, and stalked toward Fakeru as she was slowly falling down.

And that was his vital mistake.

As he kept his head still for just a few seconds, that was all it took for Zephyr to find his shot. Suddenly an arrow nailed the enemy right in the eye, burying itself in the face of the monster. It let out a pained and yet sickeningly powerful roar as it began to shake its head back and forth.

As it suddenly lost half of its vision in that moment it couldn't understand what was stuck inside of its eye or how to get rid of it. Snapping its head left to right it bit and swung its neck wildly, trying to smash anything in front of it. It ended up charging right underneath Fakuru, but this also had the effect of blocking the gunfire from behind; Jamison and Kidd couldn't continue shooting with her in the way of the enemy.

Then, Zephyr realized, he had made a vital mistake as well.

The enemy was now directly on top of him and trying to trample him from above.

All he could do was scream, jumping left to right, as it bucked back and forth, smashing with powerful hooves. With his small body it would only take one hit to completely kill him. Yet, at the same time, with his small body he was probably the one with the best chance here of avoiding that rain of lethal strikes. The monster lashing out at him once it saw he was there, that little ferret, dancing back and forth, trying to swallow it whole. Yet Zeph somehow always remained one step, one inch, ahead of it.

The creature, growing frustrated spun with a powerful force and smashed open one of the doors as well as part of the wall. Zeph was forced to retreat away from the splashing rubble or force being hit by environmental hazards that might have broken his small body. At the same time, the enemy had managed to turn away from him -- leaving only his thick and powerful hide exposed. That was a spot that Zephyr likely couldn't damage with his arrows.

Even if it had been unintentional, Zephyr was forced to fall back again and consider his options. Yet, as he saw Owen there, curled up on the ground, his hands over his head, shaking with fear... Zephyr realized that he, himself, was also shaking. What was going on? His heart was racing but it wasn't excitement. All he could see was the inside of those jaws and how close he had been to death just moments ago. Zephyr, who had always been brave, was legitimately afraid. And his mind was finding every excuse possible to stop him from going back into that warzone.

"Side door!" Jamison yelled. His gun was fully reloaded now. The monster was looking down the hallway. At Fakeru, at him, at Kidd, at Matsuda. The four of them, along with the corpse of Punch, were now in the path of its next charge. "Take the side door!"

He was talking to Fakeru above everyone else here. It didn't matter which door she opened. There might be something inside of there, but it was a risk she needed to take. If she remained in the open hallway and faced this creature in a charge she would be instantly killed. All she could do was get out of the way and allow the others a chance to fire one final hail of gunfire... and hope for the best.
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