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With a growl he rolled into cover, his thigh bleeding from the shallow wound in his thigh. Cedro glared at where he knew he final opponents stood... opponent... enemy... killers... death. He rolled back over the pixelated headless body and yanked it up before him, a crude sort of shield in case any of the other bullets got lucky again. Even if his corpse shield couldn't stop the bullets completely it would at least cushion him against them. He charged down the hall screaming at the top of his lungs, bounding towards the two gunners. As he got close he hurled the headless corpse at the gunner on the left, intent on incapacitating him, while his pipe swiped hard across the others face, intent on tearing whatever it had for a face off with shear brute force. After that, he intended to finish off the other hoping he was stuck beneath his former allies corpse.

[@ClocktowerEchos]