[ There's a sickening crack as the blue glow fades and leaves him at normal strength, his body and bones suddenly much less able to withstand the weight of the creature.
Not at all able to, in fact, and there's a part of his mind - feverishly calculating, removed, almost clinical - that notes that he won't be able to hold up much longer. But he doesn't have to - the pincer lifts and he gasps (and the sound is wet and pained and wrong and in fact there's no relief in the freedom, only a fresh onslaught of pain inimaginable). He thinks about how he could move, should move since they need to either kill this monster or get out of there, but for the first time - no, not the first time - he can't bring himself to get up no matter how much he knows he needs to.
The monster, seeing an easy kill, moves in to finish off this annoyance that had plagued it so much. ]
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Not at all able to, in fact, and there's a part of his mind - feverishly calculating, removed, almost clinical - that notes that he won't be able to hold up much longer. But he doesn't have to - the pincer lifts and he gasps (and the sound is wet and pained and wrong and in fact there's no relief in the freedom, only a fresh onslaught of pain inimaginable). He thinks about how he could move, should move since they need to either kill this monster or get out of there, but for the first time - no, not the first time - he can't bring himself to get up no matter how much he knows he needs to.
The monster, seeing an easy kill, moves in to finish off this annoyance that had plagued it so much. ]