Snider's reaction was quick and instinctive. It was easy enough to see his opponent reach for the bench. Snider gave his opponent a second to sit down, assuming that he wanted to die peacefully. Snider was merciful in such a way. However, as the bench was torn from the ground, Snider picked his gun up. Using the two blades at the side of his gun's barrel, he poked into the wooden bench, one blade rammed into a different wooden board, splitting the wood. Joanna's bore was pointed directly in the space between the two boards.

As Fenn came close, Snider slipped his finger quickly into the trigger well. Before the wolf demon got too close- just about enough for Snider to smell his opponent's rancid dog-breath- the trigger was pulled with a sudden, forceful slap. Snider's index finger curled tightly around the trigger as a barrage of bullets flew from his machine gun. The sheer force of the machine gun and how it shook combined with the bullets firing rapidly out split the bench into several pieces flying into the air and onto the ground.

Snider held his trigger finger for a good five seconds, enough for him to expend around the area of 20 bullets.