Tarn grits his teeth in a hiss as Miles slashes his arm with the dagger. Narrowing his eyes he shoves Sonia aside. If their interaction is anything to go by, Tarn is sure that she isn’t about to leave her little friend behind to die.
Miles is small, but he fights dirty. Tarn welcomes the challenge, throwing himself forward. He grabs at any part of Miles that he can, trying to yank him close. Lashing fiercely at him with the butt of the stunner, Tarn hopes to land a solid blow to the head. The stunner won’t kill— he knows that— but a hard enough blow to the temple might.
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Miles is small, but he fights dirty. Tarn welcomes the challenge, throwing himself forward. He grabs at any part of Miles that he can, trying to yank him close. Lashing fiercely at him with the butt of the stunner, Tarn hopes to land a solid blow to the head. The stunner won’t kill— he knows that— but a hard enough blow to the temple might.