Rakkan’s upper torso exploded with pain and back goo, resulting in panicked shrieks from the retreating bystanders and a snarl of his own. He could tell the damage was extensive enough to kill a normal man, but thanks to his biology he could still stand and fight for some time before collapsing into a near death state to start his recovery. Who was this guy and what did he ever do to him?! Perhaps this man was even planning on starting a shooting spree. He knew that he should try and use his remaining moments of consciousness to eliminate him as a threat and minimize the risk to bystanders.

With his left hand he reached out to try and snatch control of where the gun that shot him had to be while his right hand went for his throat with sharp claws. He didn’t want to kill him if he didn’t have to but he also didn’t want to risk the man getting off another shoot one way or another.