<br/>Shooting two times:<br/>Roll 1: 4. hit<br/>Roll 2: 16. hit<br/>It can't dodge cause it didn't see it coming.<br/>Mega Damage:Roll 1: 5, 4, 3, 3, 5, 3, 5, 3, 5, 2, 3, 1 = 42.<br/>Stessana's paramedic skill roll:Roll 1: 3. succes.<br/><br/><br/>The two red laser blasts tear into the levitating monster and leave two huge smoking holes in it's torso. It screams with a multitude of high-pitched voices and awkwardly hovers towards the ground, like a baloon losing air. Stessana gone to the soldier and administered what she hoped will purge his organism out of venom and poison. He smiled strangely at the hypo and for a moment fumbled looking for an unarmoured place to put it in. "My name is Gralls, private Rowan Gralls." He unsnapped his armoured gauntlet and injected himself.<br/>For a moment he widened his eyeballs, not of pain but at the signt of Mizrel turning invisible.<br/>"Burns like acid..." He said. "But i don't feel like dying, hope... Watch out!" The soldier cried and ducked to the ground with the syringe still buried in his arm. The monster that floated to the ground like a flabby balloon was not done for yet, and furiously lashed out at the nearest person. Stessana was faced with a blast of sorcerous fire, appearing out of thin air and roaring towards her.<br/><br/>Mizrel's expended PPE:6<br/>Stessana's dodge:Roll 1: 1. failed.<br/>Damage:Roll 1: 2, 1, 3, 1 = 7.<br/><br/>The fire hit the pauldron of her armour, exploding in a bright ball of flame but not harming her.<br/>At the moment both Joseph and Francis were ready to shoot the monster, and it knew it's hateful life is ending. It's maws sent a hysteric, rooster-like call ringing across the battlefield, echoing around the rock formations and provoking many answers from all possible directions.<br/>