[center][h1][color=#DAEE01][b]Salvator Rasch[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

So it was like that, eh? Salvator took the information presented and quick ran through it in his head while maintaining his fire on the larger bastard, for all the good it did. A quick blink got him out of the way of its charge while he highlighted the hive-sphere within the creature's body on the squad's tacnet, the information now showing up in their assorted HUDs. 

[color=#DAEE01][b]"Squad, concentrate fire!"[/b][/color] He shouted over comms even as Ilshar's worm surged towards the intended target. [color=#DAEE01][b]"King has the corpses suppressed, focus on the biggest one's core!"[/b][/color] 

From there, he took his own advice, shifting his grip on his shotgun to one hand as he pulled out a frag grenade. The pin flicked off, and Salvator tunneled the grenade through the ethereal pathways he would normally use to blink himself, the frag reappearing into existence jammed right in the hulking mass's chest, practically touching the hive-sphere. Even as the grenade cooked, Salvator dropped to one knee, taking up a position for a more precise shot. Sight. Breathe. Fire. The last slug in chamber went hurtling out, straight towards the grenade.