Masks 2

The Demon drew her two pistols and threw them (and some extra ammo) to Sam, opting to focus on magical ranged attacks instead. She'd then begin throwing magical lightning at the creature, a longsword materializing in her hand. On that note, tying the mask around his face like a bandit mask DID work, though it was a torn up shirt so it didn't look too cowboy.

Ken shot at the crab, but the crab's thick, runed shell caused the bullets to bounce right off! He COULD feel the internet still running through this damp, swampy place, though. If he wanted to start netrunning around looking for a better vantage point.

Theraea took to the skies, throwing chunks of debris into the crab's eyes as she zoomed around. The crab didn't seem to like that much, but it also didn't seem to slow it down.

Zil ran up to the crab, now in her alien form, and unleashed a giant torrent of flame from multiple orifices right into the crab's face. When the smoke cleared, the crab was undamaged, and continued its rampage. Its thick runic skin was deflecting most attacks.

Maria threw up water barriers to slow down (and thus neutralize) the bullets from the cultists. Then she drew her gun and started firing into the church. The bullets that hit the walls didn't seem to bug it much, since the walls seemed supernaturally reinforced, but the bullets that went through the windows into the building seemed to actually cause it pain.

Finn's fire blast, unfortunately, didn't seem to do much to its thick skin!

Jim ran up to stand under its legs, chopping and slashing as he danced around its limbs. He moved with a lot of precision, but his attacks similarly didn't seem to be accomplishing much. Nocturne dedicated himself to fighting the fish cultists, figuring that his attacks wouldn't do much to the crab either. He punched, kicked, shocked, and slashed his way through both cultist and fishman alongside his wife.

Finally, Lady Light kept to the skies as she flew around the crab, firing concussive blasts of sunlight into its face to try to disorient it.

It didn't work.

One of the swifter, smaller claws managed to catch her out of the sky, squeezing the incredibly durable hero as hard as it could. She grunted and yelled out as she was slammed repeatedly into the ground. At the same time, it rushed along the ground, devouring cultists and fishmen alike with its giant mandibles. Nocturne and La Chat only barely managed to get out of the way.

It didn't seem to care much for friendly fire.