[center][h3][color=8493ca]Hector Wyland[/color][/h3][/center]
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Hector probably had something poignant and witty to say to Keith's absurd disregard for the environment he'd ruined, but before he could he'd let out a panicked yelp as Scarlett's newly formed spear shot right past his nose and into their moronic adversary's chest. [color=8493ca][b]"A...rebodymaker? ...You mean he regenerates?"[/b][/color] Hector asked, thinking he understood Scarlett's words. So, even if they somehow blew him away, he'd just come back. ...Unless, of course, there was some way to neutralize that regeneration.

...The absurdity of the scene wasn't lost on either Hector or Herne, as they watched Scarlett morph herself into a large, strange woman-cat. Whereas Shavis was a cat-woman, this was...something, to be sure. Hector assumed that Shavis meant to back her up if Keith was beating her, but then she suddenly started getting between them and Scarlett! ...There wasn't time to ask questions, as Herne slithered along the length of Hector's arm as the magus took his rifle back in his hand. With the added balance from Herne he would point it at the door, whispering a spell's name under his breath before firing a shot that exited the barrel, then immediately stopped mid-air with a faint purple glow to the casing. Then another two inches below. Then another in quick succession between himself and Keith. His free hand would go for the bayonet at his belt, the serpent on his arm keeping its eyes trained on Keith. [color=8493ca][b]"Come along quietly and we can sort this out. No need to do something foolish."[/b][/color]

Three shots at different angles, all to prevent Keith from moving without suffering damage. Hector only hoped that, if Shavis had trouble with Scarlett, that he and Lapis could subdue Keith. Keeping that in mind, Herne would follow a mental command from Hector to pull the syringe Scarlett had given him before and inject it into the marksman's neck. Now was the best time to use it.