Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-27396384-20170704204849

''Rafael stood straight up from his rummaging in a worn wooden dresser. He'd collected some silver bullets strewn on the ground and even a canteen, though it had nothing in it. Now he shot up at attention, hearing snarls and gunshots at a distance. He abandoned his scavenging, leaping past Seishin, drawing out his pistol. He cleared a falled, gnarled tree branch. The snarls and gunshots grew louder.''

''Then he spotted them. A scruffy man shooting at several Hellhounds. He lifted his silver gun and aimed it, fired. The bullet luckily hit one of the hounds in its head, and it fell down. Then some of the pack turned on him, leaving their companions to deal with the other man. They charged to him, and he ran. He pointed his gun at them all the while, sending off shots at random. He managed to bring down two, but another pair still remained.''

''Adrenaline roared in Rafael's veins, and he felt anger and frustration deep into his composure. Just as one of the dark hounds leaped, opening its jaws to let blue flame leap out, he lifted his arm. He slammed it into the creature's flank and sent it sprawling to the ground. He shot two bullets at it, one grazing its side and the other between its eyes. Without giving the other hound much more thought, he turned to the remaining one. It was running.''

''But it was running towards where the others were. He chased it, his muscles ripping as he tried to match its speed and catch up before it made it to the others. Rafael thought of little Caori, Quinn, and Jeydon being attacked by the creature without warning. An image of Jeydon laying on the floor, bleeding out, reached his mind. He ran faster.''