[color=f26522]“HWHAT?!”[/color] McCoy blurted out in his thick Southern drawl as those pointed-eared, unnerving-looking ‘girls’ began reaching for him. His mustache began twitching as he frowned, even more as some dispute about him seemed to arise. It was one of the rare occasions he was caught off guard, and his expression was one of confusion. [color=f26522]“I beg your pardon, ma'am, but that ain’t somethin’ you go deciding by your lonesome, you know?”[/color] He said while getting into position in the third rank. [color=f26522]“Plus, we gotta to deal with whatever those are first.”[/color] His chin tilted towards the direction of the first shapes coming out of the fissure.

As soon as he got a decent line of sight of one of them, the lawman brought up his revolver, aiming at it [1], before pulling the trigger twice [2-3]. The thunderous sound was followed by the flash of the six-shooter’s muzzle and the smell of gunpowder.

Actions:
1 - Aim at one of the creatures
2 - Basic Ranged Attack 5 Base Effectiveness
3 - Basic Ranged Attack +1