1: The beast rushes Jackson, claws wide and mouth open.

2: Jackson swipes at the beast with the dagger, and it recoils as the black flesh crumbles like old stone.

4: As parts of the beast harden and dry up, it slashes out and cuts Jackson across the arm.

5: Jackson returns fire with his pistol: the black flesh simply bursts or ricochets the bullets off hard teeth, but shorts to the dried out potion chip and crumble off.

6: The beast, crouched down, spits the same corrosive fluid the smaller type had used toward Jackson.

7: Jackson has his arms up, covered in thick, black fluid which steams and hisses on the fabric.

8: Julia peeks around the corner, watching, a wild expression of determination on her face.