[ James pulls out the dagger again, watching as the creature tries to search someone else behind it. A little slow on the uptake, then. There's a small sense of satisfaction in knowing he bested it, even if only for a moment, before he's moving quickly to dodge the next attack.
This time, it doesn't aim its claws at them, but instead tries to get a mouthful of either. James sees it only too late when it manages to catch his foot with its tentacle-like tongue, throwing him down and then lifting him into the air. ]
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This time, it doesn't aim its claws at them, but instead tries to get a mouthful of either. James sees it only too late when it manages to catch his foot with its tentacle-like tongue, throwing him down and then lifting him into the air. ]