[ Erik grimaces, not just at the beast but also at Clara's shouting. He hasn't been able to determine for certain, but he suspects one of the ways the trial tracks them is by sound.
While the constructs do not have any metal on them, the walls of the maze do at regular intervals. He uses one of the bars to quickly yank himself out of range. He has fought one of these things before. Massive, hairy, with very few weak spots. He whips the balls at the creature's temples.
Clara is magnificent, transformed from the saucy woman he had met to a flurry of bloody rage. When she shouts her command he pushes himself back over to where she and the creature are. He brings his fist down and the balls crash through the creature's teeth, smashing into it's gullet, strangling it with its own broken teeth and blood.
Or whatever the equivalent is with artificial constructs. The creature fades and he retrieves his weapons and grabs Clara, holding her close. ]
It's faster this way.
[ He whispers the explanation before lifting them into the air and back to the relative safety of the ledge. ]
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While the constructs do not have any metal on them, the walls of the maze do at regular intervals. He uses one of the bars to quickly yank himself out of range. He has fought one of these things before. Massive, hairy, with very few weak spots. He whips the balls at the creature's temples.
Clara is magnificent, transformed from the saucy woman he had met to a flurry of bloody rage. When she shouts her command he pushes himself back over to where she and the creature are. He brings his fist down and the balls crash through the creature's teeth, smashing into it's gullet, strangling it with its own broken teeth and blood.
Or whatever the equivalent is with artificial constructs. The creature fades and he retrieves his weapons and grabs Clara, holding her close. ]
It's faster this way.
[ He whispers the explanation before lifting them into the air and back to the relative safety of the ledge. ]