wrapping this up.... kinda fade to black until X'yrin replies.
His arm was immediately mauled by Vesper and all hopes of fighting back vanished. Her jaw's grip was tight and teeth punctured the limb at once. His hand that had been locked around the staff fell open so the staff could be taken back, and his arm fell limp with the biting that it was given. He tried to retract but her grip on him was too strong. Frodo tried to wobble to his feet but only ended up crashing to his knees again, and then he looked down at the floor in pitiful whines and whimpers, leaving the pair of them to attack them as they willed as he had given up.
It was a while of being beaten upon when a different scent reached him. His head snapped up, his eyes grew large and he sniffed the air cautiously. It was a scent he was familiar with, yet he couldn't quite place his finger on it. And then it hit him. A lady who had rescued him before...perhaps she was here to rescue him once again? Eagerly he lifted a beaten face and awaited the arrival, sitting in a pool of his own blood.
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