On his knees, the heavilly garbed man couldn't even aim straight, not for long... Not consistently enough. Becca was getting Jynx to safety, good. He couldn't fire as was. The pain was too great, it was as if a hot iron rod was boring into his skull! What was the matter?! Falling prone, he knew what he had to do, as he lay flat on the ground. Rifle spread out as he grit hidden teath. Someone else had picked at the beast, now he was seeing it from behind. The back of anything's kneecap was often a frailer target, he just had to hope it was true now... But that noise! That PAIN Was going to drive him mad if he didn't drown it out!<br/><br/><i><b>CRA~BAM!</b></i><br/><br/>The monster buckled it's leg out, more a reflex then actual pain. The blood seeping from this new wound only a minor sum. He would have to try harder... Only three rounds left, he wagered... Three tries before he had to run. Because the closer that chopper got, the worse the pain... Distance from the aircraft was his second priority.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>