[ Gustave slides a sidelong glance at him, similarly unimpressed.
It's not that his new teammate is wrong exactly. He's far from being at his best, exhausted and wounded and weak. There's some horrible, cruel irony in having found himself once more in the middle of a fight, when his hand is still aching from gripping his sword and his body is still battered from the caves, the Nevron, the white-haired man.
But, considering they seem to have little choice in the matter: ]
Well, I'd rather not be a dead body, so it seems our priorities align.
[ In that, and also in this: the enormous Nevron — not a Nevron, but he doesn't have any very good idea of what it might be other than a monster — scuttling threateningly toward them.
Despite his injuries, the way his arm doesn't feel quite right, dulled and strangely fragile, Gustave holds his ground and sights along his outstretched arm, the pistol in his hand steady, flickering with chroma. He squeezes off a shot, hitting the thing in what he hopes is an eye, and is rewarded with a curdling shriek of rage and pain as the monster rears back, tail striking out blindly. ]
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It's not that his new teammate is wrong exactly. He's far from being at his best, exhausted and wounded and weak. There's some horrible, cruel irony in having found himself once more in the middle of a fight, when his hand is still aching from gripping his sword and his body is still battered from the caves, the Nevron, the white-haired man.
But, considering they seem to have little choice in the matter: ]
Well, I'd rather not be a dead body, so it seems our priorities align.
[ In that, and also in this: the enormous Nevron — not a Nevron, but he doesn't have any very good idea of what it might be other than a monster — scuttling threateningly toward them.
Despite his injuries, the way his arm doesn't feel quite right, dulled and strangely fragile, Gustave holds his ground and sights along his outstretched arm, the pistol in his hand steady, flickering with chroma. He squeezes off a shot, hitting the thing in what he hopes is an eye, and is rewarded with a curdling shriek of rage and pain as the monster rears back, tail striking out blindly. ]
Ever seen one of these before?