595 ran through the gap Rareth had created past the first two creatures. With the ease of someone who practiced weapon assembly in their sleep, she attached her energy dagger to the front of her spook pistol like a bayonet while on the move. 

The third beast was advancing more slowly and cautiously, but lifted up it’s impressive head and lunged for her as she approached head-on. The agent turned on a coin, juking around the massive pincers. She skirted the cavern wall, pushed off of a stalagmite with one foot and landed on the creature’s armoured back.

The thing chittered manically and bounced from one side of its legs to the other, trying to throw her off. But 595 perched in place, one hand gripping the edge of it’s armour plating to stabilise her footing. Picking her moment, she clambered forward until she was right behind the creature’s head. She could hear that it was spitting acid at Rareth while trying to throw her off, and could see the other creatures had untangled in quick time.

595’s suit identified two potential weak points to try. The first was on the sides near it’s legs and the second was underneath the armour plating on its head. From where she stood, the agent could see a crack in it’s armour where two plates overlapped on the back of its ‘neck’. This seemed like the most promising bet to her.

Using her bayoneted pistol with both hands like a shovel, 595 reached up and jammed the energy blade between the two plates repeatedly, firing her pistol until she suddenly it was stuck. She kept firing. The creature screamed and rolled over suddenly, taking the agent with it.