As the Howler falls into a heap, it's protective field no longer helping to make the lead shatter upon its thick hide, it begins to wither slowly, it's body wicking away into the air as if melting from the heat of the fire. In a way it was beautiful. That is until the tendrils of smoke that left its body formed a screaming, gaping maw in the air, not a scream of anger, but one of agony.
"You have been judged" the figure speaks, holding a hand up, the bullets halting in the air in front of him "You are not the ones I am looking for." In a moment, the bullets fall to the floor, and the figure vanishes as suddenly as it had appeared.
Zoe and Ray have been Judged
Sal is struck with a feeling of incredible serenity (If his drug riddled mind can comprehend it)
Zoe and Ray feel a mix of dread, and relief, it's weird, but not unpleasant
Yuri pauses for a moment, looking toward the town for a moment "How odd..." he murmurs "I feel...A great weight just lifted off my shoulders..."