*Praetorian roars as it's arm is impaled, but seems to push forward, uncaring about the limb. It tries to rake her claws against Lecters chest, and pushes forward.*
*Cracks of red energy jump between the crystals lining its back, and black tar spew for its multiple wounds.*

*The worm slithers towards the group, it's size giving it a good striking distance between most of the group.*
*John shoots again, and hits the worm full on the head, blowing a chunk of it's meaty flesh.*