If he hadn't run across any other monstrosities today, Neil would have said this was the strangest beast he had ever seen. Longer than a terran Orca, it was an ungulate based on the three hooves they could see along each flexible, powerful leg. It had a sloping, broad head that was framed by two huge, twisted horns and ended with a beak-like mouth that looked like it could pierce thick armor. Judging by it's scaled skin, it was cold blooded. 

As it galloped toward them at terrifying speed, the thing opened its mouth to reveal its thick, mucous covered tongue that wriggled like a serpent. Neil was having none of this, and he drew his new battle carbine, aiming down its Entech Holographic sight. He fired five shots at the beast as it neared. With satisfaction, he saw he drew blood and harmed the thing. But it didn't die or even slow considerably. 

It didn't seem to know who had shot it, as it swung its huge head toward Sayeeda rather than Neil, seeing her as the slimmest morsel. Gaping maw widening, Neil saw its tongue rearing back to strike. With no time to consider, he leaped in the way of Junebug as a tongue the length of this thing's body struck out and latched itself onto Neil rather than the Captain. 

"Neil!" Junebug screamed as her pilot was suddenly yanked toward the beast to be devoured. Saxon, more seeing this as an opportunity to attack the monster when it was distracted rather than for any worry of Neil, roared and charged the thing. Meanwhile, with precision and a cool head only she could muster, Junebug drew her rifle and fired a burst of three rounds, effectively cutting the thing's tongue at the halfway point. Neil skidded to a halt on the ground. 

The monster buckled in pain, unable to keep Saxon from grabbing its horns and grappling with the wounded beast. Corded muscles bulged as the enraged Hexa planted its own strangely hoofed feet into the ground, trying to keep the thing from tearing out of his grip. For once Saxon was the lightweight. Whatever that thing was, it likely weighed five tons while Saxon probably weighed half a ton with his armor on. Even wounded and pained, every swing of its head threatened to toss Saxon meters away.   

Neil's roll had brought him dangerous close to the grappling titans, but he continued with another roll and drew his high caliber sidearm. With a smooth slide across the rough ground, he nearly crashed into the monster's head. Saxon had barely kept himself stable from another thrash, just in time for Neil to press the barrel of his gun at the thing's earhole and unload his weapon into it. 

All six rounds punched into the beast's head, tearing through the inside of its skull. After a tense moment, it let out a pitiful groan and toppled into the dirt, dust billowing into the air. They had almost no time for a breather as a growl reverberated across the dense landscape. 

"Hey, is Taya able to help get us out of here because I've got a bone to pick with my fake future father-in-law." He told the Captain as she tossed him his fallen carbine, having just reloaded his revolver. 
[@Penny]