[ He doesn't dissuade the man from locking onto him as his target. The next second stretches for a minute, frozen.
When one of them lunges, Geralt ducks the blow, grabs his arm, and flips him over with a sharp crack. The other latches onto Geralt's back, sending all three of them to the ground.
He digs his fingers into the arm wrapped around him, and the half-lengthened hardened nails pierce right through soft flesh. Blood spills; the arm loosens. ]
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When one of them lunges, Geralt ducks the blow, grabs his arm, and flips him over with a sharp crack. The other latches onto Geralt's back, sending all three of them to the ground.
He digs his fingers into the arm wrapped around him, and the half-lengthened hardened nails pierce right through soft flesh. Blood spills; the arm loosens. ]