"Boom, headshot!"
The enhanced Titanium slug fired from the Gauss Sabot Rifle MK-III pierced both the physical and magical defences of the Dragon and forfeited his life privileges.
It also gave me a hard-on.
I mean, a 1080 dual backflip quick scope rendezook.
If this isn't the peak of my gaming career, I don't know what is. Also, I think I might've orgasmed.
Anyway, following the laws of gravity, the near-death Dragon and I (along with the several chunks of our flesh, the debris of my exploded gun as well as its brain matter) began to fall down at the same time.
I looked over at the Dragon and saw red- ah wait, that's my own blood. Looks like some of it got into my eyes.
Anyway, I could make out an expression on its face which said, 'What the fuck?'.
And so, I winked at him.
It closed his eyes, never to open them again.
Yikes.
Imagine seeing the person who snatched your life wink at you just before you die.
