[STM]

IC:

Primero mused as more bullets collided with his target, this time finding soft, vulnerable flesh. He would have had the upper hand if things hadn't suddenly turned upside-down. From the mist of no-man's land. A studded lightning crack exploded from the muzzle of a rifle. Flame danced and flickered and in less than a second, two successive shots penetrated deeply into Emlyn's body. He howled out and was sent backwards, knocked clean of his legs onto the floor. His head was spinning and blood oozed from his wounds. This was survivable but would he last? He actually smiled when he managed to stand, yes the aggressor was a coward, attacking from an un-perceptible distance but he was a commendable shot. Primero didn't have time to calculate or plot or scheme, he fired off one last shot at Mars and then bolted for the jungle, well away from his enemies.

[A] Primero fires at Mars
[M] Primero flees to jungle

OOC: Does anyone mind if I buy quick hands with our moolah? That way I can deal four damage a turn.