Shamus processed all that was happening just as the monster lunged, and realized the only way was back. He swiftly jumped backwards as far as he could onto his back, quickly loading his shotgun as he scraped across the ground. "The luck of the Irish ain't exactly on my side right now, is it. Well If this is the end for ol' Shamus, I'll go out doing what I love." Shamus said with a grin, as he lighted up a cigar he'd kept in his pocket, before looking the beast directly in its "eyes".