Snippet #2477222

As the fireball came flying at him Valar threw himself flat only to see the fireball deflect and smash in to a house. He rolled as a flaming timber came smashing down where his head was getting to his feed he saw the cultists shield dissipate. He seemed to be looking around for the source of his troubles, Valar drew his Obrezst pistol. Basically a sawn off rifle it was a giant, ugly, large caliber pistol. Walking forward in his shooters crouch he shot. One, Two, Three, Four times as the mans body still standing jerked and twitched. He looked for his rifle found it and jogged over to the girl who had been fighting this man.

"You, ok?"