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Once considered an affluent neighborhood in Vargeras, Fontainebleau has gone downhill. The century-old homes - once the pinnacle of opulence - have been reduced to crumbling shells of chipping paint and questionably tilting foundations.
Snow dropped to the ground in a crouch as Alek was unloading his gun into Bowen. He rose to his feet and grabbed the shotgun on his back, taking aim as Bowen rolled to the side, giving him the shot he needed.
He fired, sending a cartridge straight for the vampire's chest. He pumped the weapon to chamber another round and fired again, then again, all the while steadily advancing forwards. Having not suffered any injuries from the fall, his arms were steady and his shots well aimed. There would be no respite for Alek as he was assaulted from multiple sides.
Snow intended to keep firing until either the vampire went down, or he lost the clear shot.