[He really can't, and he doesn't WANT to anyway. He instead uses her charge forward to roll to one side, scrabbling at something in the ground. THERE they were. He casts Sheena a glance, before flicking his lighter on, dropping it to the ground.
...He has to time this exactly right now, or he will not have a pleasant end himself. Come on, Sheena, just a little closer]
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...He has to time this exactly right now, or he will not have a pleasant end himself. Come on, Sheena, just a little closer]