<P>Jerrod squeezed the triggers of the automatic pistols.
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<P>Spent casings flew through the air as, one after the other, the bullets tore into the beast's body, sending blistered flowers of blood erupting on its pustuled hide. The beast jerked with every hit, but it kept closing the distance between it and Jerrod with a terrifying intensity.
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<P>Jerrod didn't move, keeping the beast in his sights, as the dual punches of the recoiling pistols shot through his arms. Adrenaline began to mix with a growing urge to turn and run as the beast rushed closer. The targeting reticule enhanced the detail of the hurtling beast; the bumpy, purple skin, the serrated and pointed horns that wrapped around the head, and a helpless man's face, misshapen and twisted in pained shock. Jerrod could almost make out the tears welling in his yellow eyes. Jerrod instinctively swiveled his arms upwards.
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<P>The beast's misshapen human face, collapsed as two rounds punched through one of its eyes. The beast seemed to gasp as its powerful legs faltered. The momentum of its heavy mass made it slide along the floor as its legs spasmed and gave out, dropping its deformed body to the ground. It slid to a halt at Jerrod's feet, massive lungs making a shuddering sound as their last breath escaped.