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Hybrid wheezed in reply, his chest heaving, still unable to offer any words. Hybrid was scrambling, trying to reorient himself, to do anything to pull him out of this position, but he could barely even see Vi -- NONONONO -- the traitor now. Darkness was beginning to erode his vision, and he could feel himself stumbling into unconsciousness. Hybrid refused to go down without more of a fight, so he tried to grab onto the broken surface, his sharp nails grappling on the pavement. He heard a quiet click as part of his nail ripped off in his attempt to stay conscious, but it didn't matter. He would do anything to keep himself conscious so he could fight back. Anything. Hybrid's breathing came more easily now, but he still could not feel his cheek. It had gone numb, and he knew he would be in a great amount of pain if he tried to retaliate with his teeth. Hybrid's mind was in an uproar, angry that such a small piece of metal could have incapacitated his jaws so easily.
Hybrid eyed the chain in the traitor's hand, waiting patiently to try and regain his strength. As the traitor held the chain before him, Hybrid lashed out, hoping to catch the traitor by surprise and rip a chunk out of his calf with his claws. Hybrid managed to push himself up onto his elbows and lunge at the traitor with his back legs. He still couldn't feel his legs completely, and they were slow to react, but at least he was able to do something. Anything. Hybrid would do anything to reject this wretched fate and show the traitor that he would not win, for he could not win. The traitor had betrayed Inferni; he deserved to pay; he deserved to die.