Noel vs. Croc

Noel
HP: 11
To hit: 18
To wound: 11x2=22-8=14

Noel had shot the beast in the face, and now he flailed about wildly, unable to find her. Using the little strength she had in her arms and the nubs that remained of her legs, she slid out from under him and managed to rise to a seated position.

She could no longer feel any pain, her body was simply numb, and slightly cold. She knew her condition this was very bad, she was dying.

Determined to kill the monster before it killed her, she used the sound of its roaring voice to lock it in her gun's sights. With a triumphant smile she fired.

The blast hit it square in the side of the head and punched a hole straight through, a chunk of it's skull and brain mater exited the other side of its head and brain matter began to dribble out. She had done it. It was over.

The beast fell to its knees, and then slumped forward onto its stomach. Blood and brains continued to dribble out of the side of its head.

And then it started to move, crawling towards her only by the strength of one arm, dragging its entire body weight across the mud with one clawed hand. Its skinless, eyeless face looked straight towards her and it croaked...

Fuck.

It wasn't dead.