Destroys alien rifle

She ate the distance. Her snarl was a long, vicious sound that grew in volume across her final leap. He fired one more time, point blank.
Ryn’s claws glinted, cutting the bullet in half. Its two neat segments wobbled through the air above and below her shoulder and she traced her claws along the length of a Deep One artifact disguised as a rifle. Unnaturally cold metal casings, rune-inscribed plates, and hissing fluid filled the air—no sign of bolts, pinions, or springs, as it wasn’t built from those things in its true form. The Kl’thunian weapon screamed its death rattle, its remains falling to the rooftop in a rain of viscid blood and tinkling metal shards.


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