He smirked, and leveled his pulse gun. "But you are doing so well, and I don't want to put a cramp on your opportunities to enjoy yourself."<br/><br/>He put three shots into three different cannibals, including the one Johanna had smacked already. They might not go down, but she would be able to pick them off easily.<br/><br/>attack 13,22,15 (+10/10/5)<br/>damage 23,21,20 (2d6+12)