These things we were facing—if it was just the size of a hand, I'd have the patience to catch it in a bowl and release it someplace else, but right now, I was just more inclined to bore through its head using a lead projectile or chop up its body and make it look like a regular human.
But yeah, once Kaley shot a succeeding bullet at the spider that flipped over, it did succumb to its head injuries but the body parts inside their stomachs dropped down and were picked up by the crawling heads, shoulders, knees, and toes to form a bigger collection.
Obviously, everyone else started firing before looking at what other rabbit they'd pull from their magician's hat—and let's just say with the ones that didn't have an actual head, I guess the bullets that bored through their meaty flesh bounced around enough to cause significant damage to their "battery" or smaller core.