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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Forsaken One" data-source="post: 710951" data-attributes="member: 799">While the drama continues to devellop in front of him, Ross rises to his feet and looks... just looks as the mystical duel draws on.Doc ignoring his assaulting friends around him moves towards the other two enforcers and checks on them. Both covered in blood and carrying numerous gunshot wounds they appear dead. The last of them, the one with the bloody stump where his arm was just seconds ago draws his last breath as Doc sits down next to him. Blood gurgling from a gaping hole in his throat and flowing into the snow, coloring it dark red to black is the last moving thing on Doc's mind. Turning to the right he sees Ross watching in silence, the light of gunfire reflecting from his eyes.Closing in on his target, his pall Ray right next to him. Jason continues to fire, round after round, shot after shot. Red light of the flashing barrel flikkers across his face. It appears to have gotten dark. Twilight fell across the scene and a shimmering grey gloom fills the skies, lightning arching across it but the sound of thunder never reaching your ears.Jason continues to move forward and keeps the pressure on. Next to him Ray falls back as his comes to a stand to reload his pistol. But Jason closes in, feet after feet. And then the first bullet strikes its target.Black rays sprout forward from Delaney where the bullets hit, piercing the gloomy twilight. The lead easily starts to rip his outer shell to bits but his gaze remains fixed upon the Indian Elders. As Jason continues to close in and fire bullets, more and more rays shoot out from whatever he is shooting at and he feels sanity slip from his mind as he is witnessing this. But he shrugs it off and continues... continues to lay the smack on this.. this thing.Carrying the disc and running the lungs out of his torso, James plows through the snow towards the Circle. He almost trips when he gets there but he regains his footing on the slippery ice beneath the layer of snow. He holds up the disc and offers it to Stonehill. But the Native Americans gaze looks right through James, right through the disc and seems to stare into nothing. Then two of the Shamans drop to their knees, blood running from their eyes, ears and noses, dripping slowly into the snow. They both try and get back onto their feet but only one finds the strength. The other remains on his knees in the snow but fixes his gaze again on his target and his chanting never fails. The Shaman knows that it would mean defeat, the end. As James sees the two Shamans collaps a arm of Stonehill rises in front of him, his finger pointing at Delaney.The sky-metal starts to glow. Not blue.Red.And Ross watches, just watches it all happen. A sense of comfort comes over him.Ross smiles.</blockquote>

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