Yuriy took up the rear, keeping his primary weapon steady over his left shoulder so his right hand was free to draw his massive revolver on his hip if need be. The large man hadn't a need to maintain a brisk walking speed, as his large strides made sure he wouldn't fall behind. By the sounds of the conversation ahead, it was apparent the Hunters had already begun sharing their backgrounds. It likely wouldn't be long until the Bear would have to share his own, but all that would come in due time. For now, he just walked quietly as he listened to their tales and admired their bravery. Though he remained quiet the entire time, there was one question that had enticed him to speak up.
"Hell, what does work on them?"
"Bullets, I would think. Many, many bullets," Yuriy suggested with a hearty laugh. "Though from what I have seen, they can be killed with enough brute force. I await for the moment I can see for myself, first-hand."
