[The first sign of movement comes too late. He only notices the creature right as it makes contact with him. He's powerless as Wolfwood is dragged downward in the maw of that fearsome, viney beast. Only seconds later he notices another flash of movement, just in time to take the blow directly to his chest.
The cut of its talons is a viscious one. Pain alights in the back of his mind, setting all of his nervous alight. A strangled noise leaves him as he tries to get his forearm beneath the creature's maw, to at least keep his throat from being ripped out. As he grapples with the beast with his metal hand, the other tries to find his gun at his hip.
And yet, for all his struggling, his mind isn't fully on his own fight. Instead, he tries to toss his head to the side. He has to know if Wolfwood is okay. If the man was killed because of his ultimate decision to go plunging into the woods, he wouldn't know what to do.]
Wolfwood - [He grits his teeth as he tries to shove at the beast.] Nick!
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The cut of its talons is a viscious one. Pain alights in the back of his mind, setting all of his nervous alight. A strangled noise leaves him as he tries to get his forearm beneath the creature's maw, to at least keep his throat from being ripped out. As he grapples with the beast with his metal hand, the other tries to find his gun at his hip.
And yet, for all his struggling, his mind isn't fully on his own fight. Instead, he tries to toss his head to the side. He has to know if Wolfwood is okay. If the man was killed because of his ultimate decision to go plunging into the woods, he wouldn't know what to do.]
Wolfwood - [He grits his teeth as he tries to shove at the beast.] Nick!