The shriek of the wounded dragon was music to Tseng's ears, and he barely need to be told what to do next. Now was the time to push the advantage, and he fully intended to make good use of the moment.
Mere seconds later the thunder of repeated gunfire split the air as Tseng emptied every bullet he had into the dragon's head, being careful to place them n the places that would do the most damage. There wasn't any sense to simple letting the ricochet off of the hollow bones of its skull. Forunately, its cries of pain made offered it's mouth as a convenient secondary target.
One way or another he would get to the creature's brain.
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Date: 2010-10-30 02:11 am (UTC)Mere seconds later the thunder of repeated gunfire split the air as Tseng emptied every bullet he had into the dragon's head, being careful to place them n the places that would do the most damage. There wasn't any sense to simple letting the ricochet off of the hollow bones of its skull. Forunately, its cries of pain made offered it's mouth as a convenient secondary target.
One way or another he would get to the creature's brain.