Before that, I don't think I'd realized just how strong he was. Oh, sure, I knew he was a girly-haired weirdo with a six foot sword and a momma complex, and I knew he was full of bits of dead alien, and I knew that he was completely nuts and a murderer and… all that stuff, but…
… but for a moment, I think every one of us thought about turning back. If we could. He was way too strong—we all just kind of froze.
Things were looking bad, but then I remembered what I was doin' there in the first place. It was the same for all of the others, too; we all gave ourselves huge kicks up the backside and got back into gear.