He put THIS shot straight into the runners lower back, easily serving the spinal column. The first one had ducked at the literal last millisecond possible, and spared himself the splattering of brains actions most of his slugs preformed. He then turned back to the others, already trying to line up the next shot, each as precise and methodical as a machine doing math problems.<br/><br/>attack 28 [+8] {+1 if within 30ft, not included}<br/>cofirmation 18 [+8]{+1 if within 30ft, not included}<br/>damage 12 [d8+5{+1 if within 30ft; x2 crit bonus not included}]