[ They're dying out and there are still enough of them to worry about by the time his clip runs out of ammunition and Raven is abruptly there, slotting into personal space like she belongs. Charles flinches a duck at the sound of a monstrous shriek, cut short by fleshy impact of an axe sinking into bone and grey matter. A swing there, a kick there, gore still slick on the ground after it had coming raining down. He is taking care not to fumble ridiculously with the reload.
But he's done, and he shoots the next thing coming, and then, picks off another further off. The fight is basically over by the time he is ready to go at it again, but it's for the best. Erik has slipped out of psychic range, and glowing white magic reflects off spilled gore as Fenris does as well.
He looks over his shoulder. Raven's cobalt skin is navy in the darkness, but her eyes are the same bright yellow. A nod of thanks; ]
Come on.
[ Ladies first, a sort of automatic gesture with his hand for them to move, before Charles is making quick work of closing in on where he'd seen that stranger, where Erik has descended, eager to be back within unusually limited range. Of everyone present, he probably seems the most ordinary, and even then, ordinary is blood spattered and bruised and a little wild eyed. The pistol remains in hand, tucked at his side.
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But he's done, and he shoots the next thing coming, and then, picks off another further off. The fight is basically over by the time he is ready to go at it again, but it's for the best. Erik has slipped out of psychic range, and glowing white magic reflects off spilled gore as Fenris does as well.
He looks over his shoulder. Raven's cobalt skin is navy in the darkness, but her eyes are the same bright yellow. A nod of thanks; ]
Come on.
[ Ladies first, a sort of automatic gesture with his hand for them to move, before Charles is making quick work of closing in on where he'd seen that stranger, where Erik has descended, eager to be back within unusually limited range. Of everyone present, he probably seems the most ordinary, and even then, ordinary is blood spattered and bruised and a little wild eyed. The pistol remains in hand, tucked at his side.
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