[The ground shakes, slight tremors at first that threaten to become more violently the longer they go on; Wesker nods briefly at Jaeger's words, indicating that he's heard, but he doesn't seem inclined to take the rumbling ground beneath his feet as a threat worth being afraid of - if anything, he'll move closer to the eye itself, approaching it with reasonably little caution for the sake of getting a better shot, unloading the shotgun into it a couple more times before switching it out for the machine gun.
He lets the spray of bullets run wide, covering the surface of that massive eye as best he can; there's no noise coming from it, just an increasing violence in the tremors and an increasing aggressiveness in those tendrils fired up from the ground, the black veins surrounding the eye itself pulsating sharply with each hit.
...This is so gross, his past life probably would have appreciated this.]
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He lets the spray of bullets run wide, covering the surface of that massive eye as best he can; there's no noise coming from it, just an increasing violence in the tremors and an increasing aggressiveness in those tendrils fired up from the ground, the black veins surrounding the eye itself pulsating sharply with each hit.
...This is so gross, his past life probably would have appreciated this.]