Two more barged in from behind, snarling and growling as they did so.  Cameron stepped over to the right slightly, allowing the first to trip over itself and fall to the floor in front of X. Meanwhile, the seconded was rapidly closing the gap between it and the barrel of Cam's pistol.  Waiting for the last possible moment, Cameron pulled the trigger, painting the wall behind them with blood and bits of bone.  

Turning quickly on his heel, he dispatched the first on with another coup de gras head shot as it was still struggling to regain its footing.

"Fun as this is," he said laughing, "we had better move on.  We're attracting a lot of attention here."