Mordin

Mordin dived in with his Locus submachine gun. It fired bullet after bullet into the body of the wild poultry, unlike last time it seemed to actually hurt it a little. Mordin moved closer to the creature with his omnitool now out, a blast of fire now soured right into the stomach of the bird. It squealed from the pain and escaped into another hole in the air. It wasn't going to allow itself to be defeated so easily.