The molcos hund cowered back in fear. It left its prey and lunged at him but Serik dodged him. He fumbled for his gun and quickly shot the beast. It lay dead. One needed special bullets and special gun for such a vicious beast. “Fuck!” he exclaimed as the entire pack of the nasty creatures approached him. He threw a can of acidic fog toward the pack. He watched as the fog rapidly drove them back. His eyes watered and burned as the fog began to rise. He coughed and desperately looked around for the soldier the molcos hund had almost killed. The soldier was down, he wasn’t sure if he was alive or not. No not him, he saw her. His eyes burned stronger this time. He coughed again as the gas entered his lungs. Shit, I gotta get out of here and do it quick. He picked her small uniformed clad body and carried her out of the fog and to his ship. He held her in his arms as he ran as quickly as he could. He had to look down several times to make sure she was still there; she was incredibly light and it felt as though he was carrying nothing at all.
