Locke stares at the scene before him, utterly bewildered. Were it not for his helmet, an awkward expression would be on display for all to see.

[color=#A70000]”Friggin Kaiju Turkeys…”[/color] he mutters.

An apt description. But, now wasn’t the time to get caught up in it. As amusing as the scene might be, Aramis is in a spot of trouble. Those giant feathered monstrosities were bearing down hard and fast, gaining on the panicked mage.

Locke leapt from his perch to intercept, closing the distance with speed, jumpkit glowing with accelerating power. He hefts his rifle, and fires on the move.

Just as a turkey foot slams and cracks earth right behind Aramis, a round connects. Between the loud cracking of the rifle and the sharp impact in its neck, the beast turned to face the new threat, half panicked by the startling new factor.

Still… that didn’t stop its heavy stomp from throwing an alarmed Aramis off his feet. It’s only by virtue of Locke’s distracting efforts that they weren’t making a move to finish him off. That said, the lead turkey’s panicked thrashing might do the trick if he doesn’t move quick.