>>5269292>>5269283>>5269152>>5268995>>5268994>Lead the charge and keep a careful eye on the ground. Perhaps it’ll crumble out beneath you.“I’ll take point, then.” A noble leads from the front, not the back. You press on through to the corridor’s end, hands tight on the barrel and stock–each footfall brings you another measure closer out of this damnable trap. The strings fall before you like celebratory streamers.
You hear it first just steps from the end–the scuttle of steel-like claws against the stone floor. You whip your head back. The wolfman has chosen to charge you from the back, it seems–the strings must’ve been meant to slow you down and confuse you enough for him to get the jump on you.
You move first. You cock the rifle’s lever back, a silver round in hand–but there’s something off about his movement. It looks like he holds something tight in his claws, just in front of him. You can’t quite make it out.
>Shoot first. You can’t hesitate.>Take just a second to determine what it is. You’d prefer to avoid shooting any bombs–or human hostages–if you can.>Write-In. 