Lykos smirked, effortless weaving around the snapping maw before diving back in, slamming his scimitar in deeper this time, having spotted a seam in the natural hide that looked promising, not terribly worried about the beast trying to bite him again. His shadow flew toward the other bullet, and began showing its claw into the creature, sapping the monster's strength with its unnatural chill.<br/><br/>attack 31 (+17)<br/>damage 29 (2d6+7+1d6 shock +2d6 SA)<br/><br/>shadow 30 (+11)<br/>touch 5 (1d6 str damage)