Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-26355186-20150721115811/@comment-26664320-20150808165314

For every cultist that was killed by the hunters fury it seemed as though five more would replace them. Lucky saw that the hunter had not noticed him sitting in cover behind the pillar, and that he was hacking away effortlessly at his comrades. He aimed for the guardians legs as he fired his shotgun, the buckshot tore through the skin, and armor burning his flesh.

Flint had now reached the fray, and drew out his sniper rifle he fired a single round that struck the hunter square in the chest. It sent the target reeling backward from the sheer power of the high caliber rounds. Having a newly found sense of confidence the rest of the cultists charged the incapacitated hunter repeatedly clubbing him to pieces with their rifles.

Meanwhile, the dark one had finished loading the captive into the shuttle he stood and watched the battle unfold on the ground below as the craft ascended off into the hills.