She immediately snaps her aim over to you and before anyone can react, you feel a slug punching you right in the chest.
You smash against the shelf behind you from the force of the strike. For a moment, you can feel your mind smoldering......but your EVIGT IMPLANT pumps enough juice into you to keep you from going insane.
>FLESH DAMAGE BLOCKED DUE TO COMBAT BODYSUIT ZETA! CAN ONLY BLOCK 1 FLESH DAMAGE FOR REST OF MISSION! -1 RESTRAINT (healing off 2 from EVIGT IMPLANT) leaving you at 2/10!You lay prone against the shelf, struggling to breath from the impact. You catch Quentin and Ashley rushing past you as Lex keeps his slow, steady walk towards Noelle. As if he walked any faster, his whole body would snap in half from everything pumping through his system.
Ashley stops right about 80 feet away from the distracted (and reloading) Noelle.
[SIXTH SENSE] <<span class="mu-b">"My fucking head would be blown off if I get any closer. She won't expect this."</span>>
With a flick of her wrist, she throws her BLOODSTAINED HUNTING KNIFE right at the burning Noelle. It pierces deep into Noelle's chest like a knife through butter. Noelle yanks it out and throws it onto the ground, barely phased by the action. At most it distracts Noelle long enough for Quentin to aim his shot.
Quentin launches up into the air and, taking a moment to make sure he's aiming right at Noelle's hands, he empties his magazine. All four bullets pierce right through her hands with ease, severing off a good chunk of her burnt-to-a-crisp fingers. She drops her shotgun onto the ground because of the sudden lack of digits.
He didn't cut off enough on her left hand so she picks it back up and fires it up at Quentin. <span class="mu-g">He manages to dodge it with ease</span> but he has to fly far away from the commutation to avoid her aiming at him again. He doesn't need to because of one simple reason.
https://youtu.be/XhpmjhA7UYU - LEX
Noelle immediately has to raise her shotgun up to block Lex's overhead swing. The horrifyingly loud screech of metal grinding against metal only lasts for a second before Noelle smashes her foot RIGHT into Lex's dick. The sheer drug-fueled force of her hot (literally) foot is enough to even make the drugged up Lex step back. It's clear he didn't actually feel any of that.
With lighting fast speeds, she reloads her shotgun and fires off slug after slug at Lex. In a blur of motion that makes it hard for you to process what's going, he deflects at least four or five slugs as if they were nothing more than spitballs. He lowers his guard and, tilting his saw sideways, he begins to slice right through Noelle's exposed stomach.
Noelle grabs onto the blade with her bare hands as if she was trying to wretch the saw out of her gut. Sparks of blue, green, and black energy crackle around the teeth of his chainsaw. Inch by inch, the blade sinks deeper into her side. A torrent of blood and viscera spills onto the blade and Lex, staining them both a sanguine red.
