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[h3][color=ff2020]Scarlet Rubashka[/color] as [color=ff2020][i]Punished "Venom Bean"[/i][/color][/h3]
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The crosshairs briefly leaped from the target's head after Scarlet squeezed the trigger, the recoil of the powerful weapon shoving hard into her shoulder. Sparks and flames flew from the "face" of the target, a small explosion blasting away a large chunk of it. The force of the round and its subsequent incendiary explosion snapped the target's head back a bit and caused him to stagger slightly. Despite that, the hostile mage [i]did not fall.[/i]

[color=ff2020]"What the fuck...?"[/color] Scarlet barely uttered the words as fear sank back into her heart. What she just fired was the most expensive piece of firearms ammunition she had in her arsenal, running her up at $5.50 a round. Bullets capable of destroying entire engine blocks and downing small aircraft in one blow. She aimed for the head, and he was still [i]standing.[/i] Scarlet's eyes widened in horror, now realizing exactly what she was dealing with. [color=ff2020]"No fucking way..."[/color] She gulped, and before she could figure out what the hell to do, Amanda immediately punched the thing square in the face. The monster staggered once again, and it looked like he couldn't stand up straight for a moment. The fear in Scarlet faded slightly as Amanda stepped into her scope and gave her a thumbs up. Amanda seemed to be saying something, and while Scarlet couldn't make out what Amanda was saying from the distance she was at, she was able to at least read Amanda's lips and connect the dots. 

[i]Good job. Pepper him some more. Don't aim for his head, I think we can capture him.[/i] 

Scarlet smirked. Immediately detaching the magazine from the rifle, she puts it back into her tactical bag of holding and replaces it with a new magazine full of far cheaper .50 caliber full metal jacket rounds. Some new patches of dead skin and blisters appeared on her right hand, but not nearly as much this time. The pain seemed to have subsided too. Either the target's strange eldritch powers waned, or Scarlet was getting more used to it. She couldn't tell. A firm push clicked the new magazine into place, and with a gentle tug upwards and a firm pull back, the spent casing of the previous round flew out from the receiver and rolled down the roof. The homunculus sent the bolt back forward and brought it down, chambering another round. Scarlet's eyes returned to her scope, and she quickly reacquired her target. 

In Scarlet's intense focus, she remained oblivious to the almost chaotic events happening to her right. As Faye got a handle on her ability and Morgana prepared a containment ritual of sorts, Scarlet tried her best to get a bead on her target. With it constantly moving in erratic patterns to better fight Amanda, it was hard to keep the crosshairs on his limbs. While aiming for his center of mass might help, Scarlet considered the idea too impractical, feeling that it was a better idea to cripple his mobility instead. Her almost perfect headshot earlier was only possible because he stood still for a few moments. And there weren't too many trees in the way, like there are now. [i][color=ff2020]Now if you can stand still again for me, that would be fan-fucking-tastic...[/color][/i] Scarlet thought to herself as she maintained her aim. 

It appears the target did just that when he managed to grab Amanda's hair. The abomination stood still for a moment while the he and the android shared a deathglare of sorts. Amanda appeared to be struggling, and right now she was in trouble. One good shot should give Amanda a chance to be freed from the target's grasp, and hopefully give her a chance to counterattack. Scarlet quickly adjusted her aim from his right knee to his right shoulder, bringing the crosshairs right above his bicep, or what she could assume was his bicep anyway. Once again, Scarlet steadies her aim, takes a deep breath, and squeezes the trigger.

[b][i]DOOOOOOOWWWWW!!![/i][/b] The loud echoing crack of Scarlet's Barrett once again rang through the compound. In three tenths of a second, a large 12.7mm full metal jacket round would reach the abomination's shoulder.