He couldn't really understand Kreuz with his mouth full of monster neck, but he read enough that he was letting him finish the job. So Straiph waited for a moment, and then the tip of his gun burst, sending a bullet that rocketed straight into the creature's skull. The bullet left a faint black line of smoke that vaguely looked like a stretched double-helix of barbed wire, but again, it was only black smoke that dissipated quickly in the wind.
The monster's body jerked a few times as it emitted a wet gurgle, going limp and flopping to the roof. Straiph finally holstered the gun, and moved forward to kneel before the beast's face, checking it's teeth. Poking the beast's face, he pulled a small vial from his coat and unstoppered the empty thing, putting it against the teeth. A clearish liquid dripped into the vial, and when it was three-fourths full of the substance, he stoppered it and hid it away again. "Well. He's preeeeetty dead now, so I think you can let him go now," Straiph chuckled, standing back up. "Thanks for the help. It's been awhile."
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