Corbin voice broke through the comms, flat with disbelief.
Corbin says:
"What the fuck did you guys find?"
He didn’t wait for an answer. Bringing his laser rifle to bear, Corbin fired—but the shot went wide, hissing past the creature’s shoulder and gouging into the far wall.
OOC:
2 damage to the monster
Hank let off another burst. The laser pulses lit the corridor like a strobe—but once again, the hulking monster avoids the worst of it, the rounds burning into metal and debris instead.
Mercer, gritting his teeth, stepped out just far enough to line up a shot and fired. His burst struck center mass, searing into the creature’s chest. It jerked with the impact, but didn’t stop moving.
Douklan popped up from behind the lab counter, sweat-slick and trembling, and fired his plasma projector. The glowing bolt surged toward the beast—but at the last second, it twisted its massive frame and the blast splashed harmlessly against the wall behind.
Then the monster raised its hand again, and heat shimmered in the air around Douklan.
Douklan flinched, bracing for the fire—but it didn’t come. The thing snarled in confusion. Whatever it had tried to do, it hadn’t worked. Maybe something changed?
Monster
