My first instinct moved fast. I dashed so quickly that the beast couldn't reach me, only managing to scratch my shoulder.
Fuck, that hurts way more than the time I scraped my knees during a one on one spare time with Guru. This scratch burns. It burns deep, like something is spreading under my skin. Not just a normal wound. Not just claws. It feels like fire sliding through my veins, and I hate that my body is reacting to it. I grit my teeth and force myself not to scream.
