It was no shock, when Jynx ran off, and he knew it. It did not hinder him, as he slowly backpedalled from the brute.<br/><i><b>CRA~BAM!</b></i>it only flinched, but otherwise ignored the bullet to it's neck.<i>Ck-click.</i>And the voice was gone, his manta was hidden, just as readily as it had come.<i>"Run." </i>He reminded Becca to get away, to escape. dropping to a knee, he steadied himself, hoping an ideal shot would present itself... Time. He needed time...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>