The massive wildclaw shrugged off your arrow like it was nothing. Leaping forward with its six limbs, it effortlessly pinned you under its immense weight, baring its teeth in a snarl.

As you closed your eyes and waited for it to finish you off, a voice echoed through the air.

"Heya, you might want to duck, although I suppose you already are!"

The laughter was soon accompanied by a hail of bullets, and as you opened your eyes, you could see the wildclaw looked nearly like swish cheese.

Standing a bit away and holding what looked like a small cannon was a yordle, she proudly smiled as she surveied her work.