Aikanáro felt his heart soar with the excitement of battle as he crouched, hidden behind the corner of a building. These monsters were unlike anything he had ever seen before, and he was glad he had learned something about guns before heading out to fight. Arrows and swords would have done no good at all. Pointing his gun at the thing's head (that was the best place, right?) he fired, doing nothing but angering it and giving away its location. He stood and fled as fast as his elven feet would take him to another corner, hoping to be ready for the next shot.