The creature lunged forward, jaws snapping down—ready to tear Finn's face clean off.
That would've been it. Blind, dead, and faceless.
But luckily for Finn, it didn't happen.
Instead, all he saw in that split second were a pair of boots flashing in front of his eyes. They slammed into the creature's head with a brutal crack, kicking its entire head clean off.
The body staggered, still holding onto Finn, its arms twitching while the head rolled away.
Creepy. Way too creepy.
Finn let go fast, stumbling back as the thing continued to flail blindly, swiping its claws at the air like it didn't realize it was dead.
Then, with a sudden sharp crack, a back-knee kick folded the creature in half. The body hit the ground in a lifeless heap.
And standing there, grinning ear to ear like he'd just won the lottery, was no other than RahRah.
"Hahaha! Another score for me!" he bellowed, posing as if the entire battlefield was his stage.
