[Then let it fight. It only takes a second after jaws clamp down on the creature to know that he has the advantage. It's weakened, no doubt from the initial barrage of light, which only causes Connor to ratchet up his stubbornness, twisting his head to the hard right in the way a dog might shake a rag doll.
In his periphery, he can spot small ribbons of red coiling up from where Arenvald’s gone limp. Processing kicks in, LED blinking in furious paroxysms, judging amount and rate of loss from these mere half-moments. Nothing fatal, maybe only superficial, but it adds fuel to the fire.
Connor bites down as hard as he can, fighting against the telltale sapping of energy just by being near. He’ll tear a pieces off of the thing if need be, until it dissipates for good.]
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In his periphery, he can spot small ribbons of red coiling up from where Arenvald’s gone limp. Processing kicks in, LED blinking in furious paroxysms, judging amount and rate of loss from these mere half-moments. Nothing fatal, maybe only superficial, but it adds fuel to the fire.
Connor bites down as hard as he can, fighting against the telltale sapping of energy just by being near. He’ll tear a pieces off of the thing if need be, until it dissipates for good.]