Most of the time, Bologue feels that his hunting style should be cold and oppressive, but ever since Palmer joined in, the tone has been quite off.
That guy seems very keen on playing the role of a bandit, with lines and actions so standard that Bologue suspects Palmer might have received training somewhere.
But none of that matters now. The battle erupted in an instant, the short-barreled shotgun suppressing the cultists with its firepower, pellets smashing into walls, floors, flesh, piercing and grinding through everything in their path.
Soon Bologue ran out of bullets, but he managed to gain time for fire suppression. While firing, he swiftly approached the cultists and then swung the heavy hammer.
The sheep horn shock hammer smashed onto the chest of one cultist, a dim glimmer flickering across the hammer's surface. In the next moment, the entire chest collapsed completely, bones shattered, and blood and flesh were hammered into pulp.
