Cassius was sighing as the Warrior practically soared off into the wind.
"I need to give him a new nickname..." He thought aloud as he readied his crossbow in front of him. 
After a long jog, he finally caught up to not see one - but many of the toxic creature. What inconceivable thing brought all these toxic spewing creatures? Why in a foreign habitat? This didn't make sense to the hunter... never the less he stood back, crouching down as he took aim. 

"One...two... three...too damn many...." He muttered at he aimed to the furthest one from his location; if his remedy idea were to work, it would dehydrate and whither, or be incapable of it's breathe. Either way it would be considered a victory. From where the creature he was aiming for was at, it would seem like a good spot to release it's toxic breathe that could quite possibly slaughter the group- that would be bad on his resume...  

Rather than waiting longer, he fired his first bolt at the furthest one from the group, before loading to shoot the one closest to the group. "I swear, these better hit and work..."