[The monster is carved neatly through with the chainsaw, vines severing as though they were normal plants and not the strange tendons of a hellish creature. Good. Apparently its rusty appearance has little bearing on its efficacy.
He watches as Ivan dispatches with the other monster, its head beaten against the gravestone. The display of violence doesn't bother him as much as it should, though watching those broken bones snap back into place is still bizarre. He's not sure it ever won't be concerning.
But for now, there's no time to dwell on it. Adrenaline is surging through him, the chainsaw's motor still putters loudly enough to attract attention, and they need to move. James sets his jaw and nods, then rushes forward.]
Sorry I wasn't faster-!
[But perhaps he'll be more useful now; his pipe is left behind in the shed as they flee, following the long length of the vines. Maybe there'll be some kind of sanctuary from these monsters wherever it leads them.]
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He watches as Ivan dispatches with the other monster, its head beaten against the gravestone. The display of violence doesn't bother him as much as it should, though watching those broken bones snap back into place is still bizarre. He's not sure it ever won't be concerning.
But for now, there's no time to dwell on it. Adrenaline is surging through him, the chainsaw's motor still putters loudly enough to attract attention, and they need to move. James sets his jaw and nods, then rushes forward.]
Sorry I wasn't faster-!
[But perhaps he'll be more useful now; his pipe is left behind in the shed as they flee, following the long length of the vines. Maybe there'll be some kind of sanctuary from these monsters wherever it leads them.]