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(Indeed, Orkrim and Chorrin only take off their helmets in shelter.)

Orkrim scanned the Ogre monstrosity, which was easily thrice Phogoth's size, and made a render. "Guardians, its skin is nearly impenetrable," he radioed. "Hit his weak spots with heavy weapons. His mouth and armpits seem to be good places."

Chorrin holstered the twin Hand Cannons, backed away from the Thrall masses, and unslung Bad Shot. Aiming at the left armpit, he patiently waited for an opportunity to arise. When it did, he fired the shot, which penetrated the relatively thin skin. The Ogre roared in anger. "Yep, that's a weak spot alright," Chorrin said.