[h3]Pthumeru Yharnam layer, the Old Labyrinth[/h3]
[h3][color=red]Arrayah, the Profane[/color][/h3]
His experience told Farren that Hunters could sometimes render their prey momentarily helpless by shooting them in a moment of high exertion, such as in the execution of an attack. This information was accurate as long as the target had the Old Blood and one used quicksilver bullets... which he did, and Arrayah most certainly was a product of the Old Blood. What Farren did not know was that particularly powerful creatures of the Old Blood were not as easily disrupted as their lesser brethren and could not so easily be “parried” as lowly beasts or Hunters. An ancient abomination such as the one they were up against now, who was clearly host to untold masses of blood echoes, would not be stopped by a mere well-timed quicksilver bullet.

But Farren did not just fire a quicksilver bullet, and he did not just hit her a little. Farren bode his time until the moment Arrayah was about to execute the swing of her sword, when every pellet of his firearm would hit her... and he fired not one, but [I]two[/I] blunderbusses at her at point-blank range.
A horrible, inhuman screech emerged from the creature as she did indeed stagger, though with her sheer mass and momentum that did not involve her ceasing her advance. Arrayah veered off to Farren's right but kept barreling forward, half-dashing and half-tumbling forward until she slammed face-first into the outer wall of the chamber. The sheer force of the impact was enough to send palpable tremors through the floor, and the sound of the crash echoed loudly through the space.
And there she remained for a second, seemingly relatively inert.