The air was cut next by the sound of a high powered sniper rifle going off, and a bullet flying a hypersonic speed. Aimed for the back of the beast's skull, from behind... Dous' presence being made known to the ground once more, the muzzle flash of his weapon the only light which shed upon the dark draped being. Then he was gone, melting into the shadows like a ghost, movements almost as serpentine as the beast they now faced... Hit and run, hit and run. That was the name of the game as he found purchase behind a vending machine in the hallway, a spent casing discarded while he had been moving.<br/><br/>Braced against the wall, partly hidden by the machine's bulk, the rest of him masked by darkness unbroken, the ghoul took aim, the ultraviolet targeting lazer invisibly to all save his mask's visor... He had to make it turn, but let it remain mobile as to chase a new target, and get it away from Jinx. His new vantage point gave him slight view of it's left side, it's arms, if one could call them that, were up and spread... The arm pit, classically an under protected spot. A slow breath of air escaped his hungs, halfway through before the trigger was pulled, the weapon kicked, and another long range shell of assassination was fired at a target less then twenty paces away...<i>"Get her... Away..."</i>that husky, crumpled voice spoke over the radio, emotionless, calm...<br/><br/>In control, and on the move once more...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>