End of Day 06
"Yo, man, you sure you got the code?" one of the mercenaries asked from the back of the formation. "I don't want to spend a Night in this hallway."
"Sure I do," SouthernKing answered. His fingers darted around the control panel as he struggled to press the tiny buttons. Frustrated, he called back without looking, "Hey, mind if you hold this?" as he extended his weapon from his left hand.
One of the operatives stepped forward and grasped the firearm with his free hand.
"Thanks." SouthernKing used his now-free hand to pull his glove off his right hand. Slowly, he punched the keycode in, one digit at a time.
The door clicked with approval as it slowly opened.
"Excellent," SouthernKing smiled as he turned towards the room. "Now, lets --"
"Holy shít!" one of the mercenaries cried out as a warning, but it was too late.
The shadow inside the Room pounced towards SouthernKing, throwing its massive body like a freight train towards him. Instinctively, SouthernKing reached to ready his weapon, but found his hand empty.
There was a brief moment of desperate agony as he remembered his previous action. Flexing his arms into a defensive posture, he braced for the inevitable impact.
The Monster hit him with an unimaginable force, bellowing an otherworldy roar in the process. The two operatives behind SouthernKing were thrown backwards from the impact, hitting the opposite wall on the other side of the hall.
One of the mercenaries readied his weapon and took aim. He hesitated, afraid to hit the mauled SouthernKing, still stuck under
the Beast; instead, the operative swung his firearm like a golf club, striking the massive creature in the gut.
The Monster recoils from the strike. Turning its massive body, it swiped one of its paw at the soldier like a bear, knocking the mercenary off his feet.
This opened the line of fire for two other operatives to shoot; the bullets ripped into
the Monster, but
it still didn't slow down. It charged down the hall, causing the two mercenaries to dive out of it's path.
"Get down!" one of the soldiers screamed. Readying his weapon, he opened fire with his automatic firearm, sending bullets careening down the hallway. Through the hail of bullets,
the Monster still trudged towards the shooter, the green energy from his firearm illuminating the hall.
Bullet by bullet,
the Beast slowed its pace. Finally, when it stood but a few feet from the shooter, it collapsed and moved no more.
The mercenary lowered his weapon. Extending his leg, he lightly kicked
the Beast to check if it was dead.
The carcass turned to ash.
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