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6/14/2025, 4:22:39 AM
The lower half of the COWBOY EXCISOR explodes into a fine red paste. Bone fragments scatter throughout the air like rice at a wedding. The sheer air force of the bullet rips the skin right off of his face, exposing his skull.
The left side of the LIZARD EXCISOR explodes into a fine red paste. His internal organs spill out of the massive gap in his left side. Almost reminds you of popping open a pizza roll to see the juicy sauce inside.

They collapse to the floor, unmoving.

The CEO instinctually reacts to the incoming bullet. Thick silver crystals caked in a protective layer of ash rapidly coat his body. Thick layers of electrified oil orbit around his crystal-coated body. Four different copied powers - All used to try surviving what's coming his way.

A bright flash of light floods the arena as soon as the bullet collides with him.
The sheer force of the impact sends the nuke flying to the other side of the arena. It smashes against the wall and beeps out something you can barely hear. "-TIMER DA- RESET T-"

>You bought 1 extra turn due to the sheer power of AFYN!

When the light eventually begins to fade and disparate, you're finally able to see what's left of the CEO. Needless to say, it's not pretty.

Large crystal shards have imbedded themselves all over his body, violently fusing into his skin from the intense heat infused into them by the bullet. One of the shards has jabbed itself into his left eye, blinding him in the process.

The skin all over his body is now a bright, burnt red like the world's worst sunburn. Thick layers of skin are peeling off of him, exposing the muscles underneath.
The head-sized layer of necrotic flesh on his chest has now spread to cover large sections across his entire body. A thick layer of dead, blackened armor.

A hole the size of your hand has punched into his chest. It's deep enough to expose his still beating heart - colored a bright, tainted silver.

Weeping, bright white pus leaks out of gashes across his body. His body is barely able to handle the sheer amount of damage thrown his way (especially after you disabled his implants). Even through all of the damage that would've killed a man a thousand times over, he still stands.

He crunches down on something hard. The hole showing his heart rapidly seals shut with black, necrotic flesh.
Anderson lowers his gun. "It's just you now. Surrender. This is the only mercy we're going to offer you."

The CEO loosens his shoulders, not even seeming to be aware of the damage done to his body. His remaining good eyes sparkles with bright cream-white light. "So it has come to this. So be it. Remember my name - Liam 'Fredrick' Dag." He calmly reloads his still intact six shooter.

A pair of ashen wings violently burst out of his necrotized flesh.
A thin, oil soaked layer of crystalline silver coats the weak spot on his chest.
Electricity fizzles around his non-gun wielding hand.

https://youtu.be/1m9h8W1WkB0?si=g2DSlKu_Cx92CLz1 - LIAM DAG