This was a lot, he would wager, like hanging onto an attacking shark as it barreled through the ocean, or hanging onto a charging lion bent on bringing down a giraffe.
When Hulk came down, Lestat let go, rolling mostly out of the way. Hulk's weight came down on his leg and Lestat felt it crunch. He yelped, and hissed.
And he struck, trying to bite Hulk.
Not in the neck. He knew that would be a good way to get crushed. But in the arm, just above the elbow.