[b][h2][color=889194]Captain Argus Fellborn[/color][/h2][/b]

Upon striking down the first beast, Argus was able to get a good look at the inhabitants of the home.  A human couple, already dead before he could intervene.  A shame, but their bodies would at least yield blood.  They could be useful for necromancy, but weak materials made for weak servants- Argus would be better off raising the beasts.

The corpses weren't alone, though.  A young girl, no doubt the daughter of the deceased.  Perhaps the beasts saved the weakest and least appetizing for last.  Or perhaps her parents, in a final act of familial affection, held the beasts off to grant her a most brief reprieve before the end, giving their lives to buy her but a final moment of life in this broken, wretched world.

She was too small to be fed upon, too young to be a proper thrall or undead minion.  Given enough time and fortune, she might grow up and help to keep the humans from extinction, but that was hardly a consideration worth entertaining at this moment.  Yet Argus felt a need to keep her from death.  There was, after all, nothing to be gained in letting this child die.

As the pirate charged, he drew his pistol and fired at the beast, striking it from a distance beyond his sword's reach.  Even if the shot didn't kill the creature, it'd serve as an effective message that the helpless girl should be the least of its concerns.  As soon as he got close enough, he'd bring his cutlass down upon it.

[@Rune_Alchemist]