"Oh... Fūck." [i]The cowboy says to himself upon seeing the Gargoyles. Most people on this ship had the ability to better combat them, but The Frontiersman hoped his agility, augs and guns would aid him here. He drew Sixe, one of his twin, black revolvers from his left holster, and he took his aim at one, firing three .44 rounds at it. [/i]

[b][i]The rounds stagger the gargoyle on the left, penetrating enough to do damage but not enough to stop it. These beasts are bullet sponges, perhaps an energy or elemental weapon would be better suited.[/i][/b]

"Well, time for plan B." [i]The Frontiersman says to himself, before activating his leftmost arm. What he was planning was risky, but all too possible to be a good plan. His forearm and wrist folded back, and six long, triangular strips unfolded from the hole. Each one was a raven black shade, taking the image of an industrial drill. The arm was imbued with a blue fire, which superheated it - This was his only elemental weapon, aside from the uranium-tipped shotgun shells. Two shells remained in his shotgun. Thankfully, if a beast got too skillful for him, his second trigger would fire all the shells in the gun, allowing JT to start fleeing. [/i]

[b][i]As they approach, you feel a presence zip by you. A shadow appears between the gargoyles, it tears into them with claws of hard shadow, ripping them apart like wet paper. The howling beast leaps up and slams through the ceiling of the hallway, disappearing and heading towards general quarters.[/i][/b] [spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/207215256/0/0/1 It's Armageddon of course lol[/spoiler]