My group at the back saw everything go down and they were wearing a mix of expressions like myself. However, it was not the time to dwell on such things so I aimed at which I deemed more dangerous. I flipped the magnifier in position and I aimed at the sprinters running wild at the big ones while the torsos were attacking them. The little fuckers grabbed the sprinter's skin and tried to take off as much flesh as they could, trying to bring them down off of the big ones.
I exhaled and aimed at the sprinter where five half-bods were hanging on it. It was waving its body wild, trying to throw them off but I already squeezed the trigger. It took two shots because it bobbed its head luckily the first time.
The sprinter's punctured body fell limp and the small ones let go of it and aimed for the next target.