Xzavier's eyes remained fixated on the rising orc, and sure enough, he got his explanation alright. As the orc struggled to regain control of his arms, and as he made his way up, a huge piece of metal, (roughly the size and weight of a giant metal gate) dropped from the orc's leader's head.
As it dropped to the ground, Xzavier saw exactly where his bullets had been landing. Though Xzavier had been fighting it for a while now,but as he saw the evidence, the feeling of abject failure washed over him with the biting chill of a cold winter's night on the docks.
