[Shit, that hurts - and more as he portals out of its reach and above it, to land swiftly on its back. Blood spills from the wound and soaks into his shirt; he'll have to get rid of that later. For a split-second, he wonders if this will be his death-bed - in here, among the remains of whatever other lives this thing has taken.]
[But there's no time to dwell on death, or how the claws feel like they took part of his stomach with it. Whatever blood's been taken feels like it's been replaced by pure adrenaline, in any case. The hat comes off (he snatches part of the hard drive's shattered casing while he's reaching in there, to use as a shank), and aqua-blue wings spread from his head and into the air. (Check out that awesome class trait.) The cloth is a liability, now, but that hard drive casing isn't...]
Goddess be my witness-- [He jams the shank firmly into the base of its neck, right between those spiky vertebrae.] I don't want to kill you!
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[But there's no time to dwell on death, or how the claws feel like they took part of his stomach with it. Whatever blood's been taken feels like it's been replaced by pure adrenaline, in any case. The hat comes off (he snatches part of the hard drive's shattered casing while he's reaching in there, to use as a shank), and aqua-blue wings spread from his head and into the air. (Check out that awesome class trait.) The cloth is a liability, now, but that hard drive casing isn't...]
Goddess be my witness-- [He jams the shank firmly into the base of its neck, right between those spiky vertebrae.] I don't want to kill you!