He only plans to stun. Maybe hurt maybe take by surprise, whatever. Just get him out of here already, get Chii safe, get the other vampire to back down get out get OUT. It's the only thought that really wants to calculate.
Red still glitters in his vision, sparking from where clawmarks now drip red down his shoulder and he hisses, furiously, against the armadillo. Warns again again again get out before something. He can barely recall a flicker through furious unthinking swirl; we bring our own demise. Surely--
Hands at the back of his shoulders, then, catching the attention of golden-green eyes and making them flicker to the babbling girl behind him, cautioning her but pleading somehow. Not hurting him just get him out, understand me already!! Tries to tell her in that glance--
Purr then, catching the chaotic swirl of his attention all over again, realizing a mistake in fury, snarling just a split second before he's pushed, away, Mighty away from the wall and he tries not to knock Chii over and--
Blossoming red in his vision, something shattering rage in a simple snap-crack that he could swear he vaguely recognizes. Didn't know that those hands were that strong to fold-bend bone and crush...
The lombax can merely stare for a second. Golden-green eyes simply stare into blue, blueblue mingled with sparking blossoming red and this impending numb gray edging in... god he knows that from somewhere... can't...
He can't think beyond the shift of it all. Doesn't realize his legs have given out until his knees collapse and pull him from the claws through his heart, the fists through his bone. It's a strangely fulfilling sensation almost.
Chii...
I shoulda protected you, shoulda, echoes and rings in a final moment before the blissful gray mists and then...