[ Logan eyes the guy sideways, a snappy retort on his lips, but thinks better of it. He can make it clear how little he likes being ordered around at another time. And the errant knight has a point.
Glancing up, he pops both sets of claws, the metal sliding out of his hands with a grating snap and not a little blood, which pools on his knuckles and runs down his fingers. ]
Bring it on.
[ The spiders hunt like wolves, albeit smaller and greenish-tinged and with a few too many legs. The pack swarms down from the treetops, chittering and screeching, eager for revenge. ]
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Glancing up, he pops both sets of claws, the metal sliding out of his hands with a grating snap and not a little blood, which pools on his knuckles and runs down his fingers. ]
Bring it on.
[ The spiders hunt like wolves, albeit smaller and greenish-tinged and with a few too many legs. The pack swarms down from the treetops, chittering and screeching, eager for revenge. ]