[Shaw's efforts are indeed anticlimactic: she knows her bullets will just bounce off the creature, so she's hoping that a more direct attack will net better results - but Krampus flicks at her like she's a mosquito, and despite how hard she's digging into his furry body, she flies right off and lands on her back on the ground. She lifts her head just in time to see Carver fall out of his own cage.]
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... Huh. Okay.
[Good job, team?]