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He closes his left eye to focus his aim. His open eye begins to glow a bright, vibrant yellow. An implant or something else, perhaps? Doesn't matter right now. All he does is FIRE.
<span class="mu-s">BANG!</span>
A hole erupts in the ELITE SPOOK's kneecap. The ELITE SPOOK screams in agony as shattered bone and blood erupt from the wound. The ELITE SPOOK nearly falls to the ground from the pain but the drug pumping through his system for him is still pushing him to keep moving.
His next blitz rush is over towards Naomi...<span class="mu-g">but the pain and the fact he's missing an eye makes him confuse Kiara with Naomi.</span> He slams his fist into Kiara's stomach and that might've done some horrible damage to Naomi but for Kiara, she's just sent stumbling a few inches back.
>FLESH DAMAGE NEGATED!
The spook looks up in confusion, not even noticing his mangled hand, when he realizes that the Naomi he just punched has latex for skin on her face. <span class="mu-s">"FUCK."</span>
Naomi returns the favor by aiming her own SERVICE PISTOL at the SPOOK. She can't hold back her toothless smile as she stares down the spook. The SPOOK sneers at the EX SILVER, disgusted at the idea of being bested by her. She pulls the trigger. Center mass, only a few inches away from his heart.
"Bullseye."
<span class="mu-s">"Sloppy. Work."</span>
"Yet you're still losing."
The ELITE SPOOK stumbles back for a moment but Naomi, Kiara, and Casey don't let up. Naomi and Kiara pull their triggers again, blasting two more holes into the SPOOK's torso, causing him to stumble back again. Before they can fire again, Casey aims his own gun towards the SPOOK and begins to unload every single round she has in it at the SPOOK.
Fragments of bloody bone pelt at the ELITE SPOOK'S face, chest, and arms, slicing them into bloody little ribbons. Casey doesn't say a single word as she continues to squeeze the trigger over and over and over again.
It's STILL not enough to put the SPOOK down but it's clear his body can't handle this for much longer, especially with his implant removed. He reels his leg back again to slam into Casey...
[SEEKER OF JUSTICE] But Clover throws his whole body at the SPOOK, taking the hit that would've done a number to Casey. The force of the spook's kick is enough to send Clover flying back towards the back of the elevator.
"CLOVER!" Casey screams out. "YOU- YOU-!!!"
"I'M FINE! F-FINISH HIM!" Clover wheezes out, clearly out of breath.
>-2 FLESH TO CLOVER! 2/4 LEFT!
The SPOOK is caked in wounds and scars. His left eye is missing. Bullet wounds and scratches pepper his torso, legs, face, and back. His throat is leaking out a foul mixture of blue and red blood mixed with some clear, pus-like fluid. His hands are mangled and his left knee is shaking, barely able to put any weight on it because it's shattered.
Yet he's still standing.
He smiles a toothless grin. <span class="mu-s">"You can't kill us. We won't stop until you're dead. Until your bloodlines are nothing more than a footnote in our new history. Do you underst-"</span>
