The shadow takes the hit squarely, but instead of coming away with a bright slash of blood such as would be expected, the figure doubles over, oozing black sludge from the place it was hit. It collapses to the ground, momentarily formless around the waist, then solidifies without a blemish and leaps to its feet.
"You fucker," the shadow hisses. Rinzler definitely has an advantage because of having a ranged weapon, but the shadow has power and strength on its side. The shadow runs in Rinzler's direction again, ready to react to any telegraphing of his expected reaction.
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"You fucker," the shadow hisses. Rinzler definitely has an advantage because of having a ranged weapon, but the shadow has power and strength on its side. The shadow runs in Rinzler's direction again, ready to react to any telegraphing of his expected reaction.