Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150304003640/@comment-7637833-20150318001712

The ferret got to his feet, drawing his Cutter again. There wasn't anything in sight... strange.

"No, I don't," he replied to her question. "Maybe it-"

He wasn't able to finish, for out of the corner dashed a mangled, skeletal-looking construct of metal and iron, blades evident on the ends of its limbs. It was skittering way too fast for him to get a bead, and it tackled him down with a loud screeching sound.

The ferret screamed in terror as he tried to shoot the beast off of him, doing all he could to avoid being skewered by its evil-looking blades. "HELP!" he cried to his ally.