[ This time the bullet rips straight through his chest. The wrong side to hit his heart, but it does some massive damage none the less. He's thrown back by the force of it. Blood saturating his shirt. A roar of pain erupts from him. He lands in a heap on the ground, clawed hand pressing to the wound. The only benefit was that it had gone straight through, so he didn't have to dig the bullet out. He starts to get up, but he doesn't seem poised for another attack. ]
[spam] cw: blood and gunshots and violence