<div class="floatright">(http://1-media-cdn.foolz.us/ffuuka/board/tg/image/1337/09/1337095155450.jpg)</div>His teeth still gritted together in the rictus of a reptilian smile too full of teeth to be anything civil, Tiktik kept coming on firing shot after shot at the offending invaders. The smell of gunpowder and smoke filled his nostrils, and memories flashed in his mind of past battles. It was kill or be killed here, just as it had always been, and probably always will be. His very vision tinged with red, and all he could make out were the forms. Another two shots were let off as he came closer, and a gutteral rattle, almost like that of a rattlesnake, escaped the reptilian maw.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolls (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4427198/)<br/><br/>Using Ranged Spellstrike to make two attacks.<br/>Attack #1: 13<br/>Damage: 8 + 3 + 6 + 2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4427201/) = 19<br/><br/>Attack #2: 20<br/>Damage: 4 + 3 + 1 = 8</div></div>