[i]A little... Loud, I guess.[/i]

At some point during the confusion of the past minute, the abyssal monstrosity that had seemed intent on chasing Morgan had been distracted by the overwhelming mass of attacks against it letting him slip away from the chaos and back into the ruined church. Originally, he had found a better place to his, the second biggest structure in the small group of ruined buildings, but he chose to escape after noting the damage it was taking in the crossfire.

[i]Those guys were also cadets, right? They should have no issues with that thing.[/i]

Nodding to himself, he wandered through a few of the now empty rooms around the building. It took him a little while to find the place he was looking for, the room the soldiers were using as their temporary armory. After a bit of sifting around, Morgan pulled his pistols out of a box they had been stuck in and grabbed a rifle from where it leaned against the wall.

After pocketing any spare ammo he found lying around, he made his way for the roof of the church, climbing up from one of the windows. Taking a position with his newly acquired rifle, he watched as a brown haired girl hurled a bundle of grenades at the creature, and a green haired girl followed up with a melee assault.

[i]Huh. Those two make a decent team.[/i]

Looking over the rapidly regenerating wounds the efforts of the two had inflicted, he nodded and aimed the rifle at the creature as he muttered to himself.

"The current rate of regeneration is about five seconds to repair any given wound, but there doesn't seem to be a limit on simultaneous repairs. In that case..."

He fired, and the creature staggered, a hole opening the left side of its mask-like face. As he rapidly reloaded and fired again, he finished his prior thought.

"Just aim for the obvious weaknesses."

As a second bullet pierced the the creature's left eye, a dark grin formed on Morgan's face as he let out a small laugh.