The sudden yell of “bring it down” immediately made Henry look up and notice the creature. [i]Damn.[/i] Stepping out to the side Henry let essence radiate from his body and started dropping the temperature. If the creature was living this wasn’t going to work but if it wasn’t. It should start to slow. Switching his cylinder to the Armor piercing rounds Henry took aim at the center of mass of the creature and popped off two shots with the heavy duty rounds blood erupted in a fountain from where the jacketed rounds ripped gaping holes in its body. As the blood slid down its body Henry grinned with a thought. Plunging his hand into the thick blood he sent an arrow of essence through the blood and up the trail of blood on the creature's body and started to drop its internal body temperature. The focus required to do it meant he couldn’t keep shooting. “I’ll slow it down, kill this fucker”

The thick blood coated his glove as he focused on the creature trying to reduce the temperature in its limbs. The ultimate goal was to freeze the blood, so long as it kept bleeding he could keep it in place. Which meant the others needed to keep shooting until it was dead. Blood dripped from the ceiling onto the back of his neck and the edge of his hat. This was one of the strangest places he’d fought in. Looking up he squinted and noted the bodies. Holstering his gun he clicked on a flashlight and grimaced. “Damn, poor bastards”