Dorian cursed as Sayuri's slash almost severed him in half as well. If the creature had held him any tighter it no doubt would have. Falling on his arse, the immortal general rolls away from Frankie as he sprouts rows of fangs and grabs for Sayuri.<strong>"Damn you." </strong>He curses as he fingers the fire selection switch on his borrowed rifle to full automatic.<br/><br/>"<strong>Hey, klosterkirche! You do not have a train this time, Heir munster." </strong>He smiles as he flips to his feet.<strong>"Now die!" </strong>He begins to unleash burst after burst at Frankies head as he marches reselutly towards him. The hyper velocity slugs ripping great chunks of flesh from the behemouth as he targets weaker vital points. Then Dorian remembers the generator.<br/><br/>With a low growl of satisfaction, he spins firing a long spray into the ancient construct Frankie was leading them to. Watching in satisfaction as bits of metal spin free from it surface and rip through and out the other side.