A few of the bullets hit Teufeltiger, and he growls in rage as he closes in on the Yakuza. The pain, if he's feeling any, only seems to fuel him as he lands among the Yakuza with their drawn guns.
Claws flash with inhuman speed, and powerful jaws snap at the men. The gangsters are wounded or killed outright. A head rolls to a stop at Jane's feet, an expression of terror frozen on its features.
Teufeltiger throws another man into the glass cases at the wall and keeps moving.
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