Wings flapping fast, Leon could see the thrashings just beyond the fountain plaza, with vehicles, or parts of vehicles, flying about every which way in no particular pattern, as well as the sounds of car alarms going off there also. The local authorities were attempting to subdue the beast? That wasn't likely to happen; when enraged, only specific things can stop it... and human strength wasn't it. Intelligence, planning, and the right tactics can bring one down... though suppose if one had more strength than the beast, then one could handle it that way. Leon didn't possess that strength; sure, he was stronger than a standard human, that he can use car doors as if they were large-scaled shurikens, but not on the same level as a Minotaur... especially one supped up on steroids, on top of it. Though, it would appear that there was another being there conflicting with it... Does this mean he has to split his profit three ways? But then again, it may make the capturing far more easier than he suspected, and he may be able to make the larger bucks this time around. Drawing his revolver, and pulling the hammer back with his thumb, he took aim at the creature's legs, he would fire five shots in quick succession. Three hit the asphalt the mythical creature stood on, one hit the Achilles part of the heel, and the last one hit the other leg's shin. The revolver made a rather loud sound, enough to catch the creature's attention.<br/><br/>Leon would land close by the man... or what appeared to be a man, anyways, who had caught a car rather recently, it seems. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">You're stronger than you look... but then again, what you are in truth is more than what meets the eye, no?</span>" The Minotaur gave a bit of a grunt and a snort, and lowered his head as he readied for a charge. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">I don't normally ask this, but the situation has changed considerably... How well do you think you can wrangle the minotaur? I'll give you a share of the price on its head if taken in alive... Thirty percent?</span>" To distract the creature, Leon took a step to the side, letting the remaining shot in the single cylinder loose from the revolver, this one striking the knee. Clearly, Leon's goal here was to try and slow down the carnage by inuring it's major means of getting around. However, the shots alone seemed to be doing very little to impact it. When it charged, Leon used his wings to make a high leap, timing it spot on to step on the head of the Minotaur in a stomping motion, before jumping off behind it, the second cylinder being loaded in the same motion and took three shots at the legs. One missed, the remaining two struck the left calve and right hip. The creature wasn't bleeding drastically, despite having taken five bullets. While he had the time, Leon swapped the empty cylinder with a fully loaded one on the dual-cylinder custom .44 revolver of his.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">Thirty percent is more than fair... should keep you fed and a roof over your head for a couple months, anyways; plenty of time between for more potential jobs like this. That is, if the interest of a Myth Hunter suits your fancy.</span>" Leon was usually a lone wolf, but he knew his limits, and therefore, his reason to request this man's aid at the exchange for a price. The Minotaur seemed to just become further enraged; from its legs being shot at, and the stomp to its head, which actually didn't do much to hurt it, but Leon has drawn his attention in his direction. This would give the dragon man, as well as the M-series android he met time to think of a method to take the minotaur down.