𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 @venencsa said: it hurts. / for whoever you want!!
Ben’s heart had begun to race as he had seen Anton thrown across the room by the unseen force, and he could see the blood quickly seeping from where the pole had gouged his arm upon impact.
“Shit... Shit, Anton, just-” Ben rushed over to his friend and crouched down beside him, pulling his own outer shirt from his body and pressing it to the wound in an attempt to stem the bleeding. “Keep pressure on that, buddy, you’re gonna be ok.” As he spoke, Ben’s eyes darted around in search of what had attacked them, knowing that it would certainly not be gone, and he knew that it was waiting for the opportunity to strike again. His hands gripped his weapon, however his movement was not fast enough as he felt his body lifted into the air and flung like a ragdoll, hitting the wall on the far side of the room, leaving Ben semi-conscious and the two hunters separated.
