Shadrach swears at Báleygr's words. "Shit, more shadowspawn." He pounds down the stairs as fast as he can, setting the butt of the spike-thrower against his shoulder and sweeping the staircase with its muzzle. "Grim, lov." The beast, difficult to see in the gloom, seems to careen off the walls as it flies past the soldier and down the stairs, the pair leading as Taavi joins behind.
In the room below, the mass of dark tentacles is quicker than they expected. Before they can even get their weapons to bear, a pair of tentacles shoots out and grasps Balygyr's drone, ripping it in half. As the basement drops into utter and complete darkness, they hear the metalic pieces clattering to the floor. The acrid, foreign smell of the beast, the chortling rumble deep in its gullet.
Hansel fires a blind spray of burst fire at where he believes the creature to be - the room too dark even if he were wearing his low-light goggles - the bullets riccocheting off the concrete walls but the muzzle flash revealing where the mass of tentacles and teeth has moved in the blackness of the room.
Emile's panspectral optics kick in, the creature eerily not having a heat signature, but being colder than the surrounding room. The invocations on his guns glow faintly in the dark of the room as he fires a round right through the creature's center mass (-8). The round tears through its flesh, ichor spilling freely from the wide wound.
The creature lets out an unholy screeching noise and lashes out with its tentacles at Emile, but the gunslinger is able to side step them as Hansel fires another blind spray, this time recalbrating to hit the creature, a spongy, dry noise with a faint splorp, as if the creature is absorbing and adjusting. (-4). Emile gets off another shot with his second hand, wounding the creature's other side (-4).
That's one and two. Shadrach and Taavi arrive now and act on round three. the basement has been plunged into pitch darkness when you arrive.
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