[ The creature is about to leap at him and instinctively Tom squeezes his eyes shut, bracing for pain. It's a pain that, fortunately for him, never comes. The sound of something whistling through the air and impacting is enough for him to open his eyes again, just in time to witness his impressive rescue.
It leaves him awestruck and somewhat reminded of his friend Troth for a brief moment before he snaps himself out of it, straightening and adjusting the strap of his backpack in a nervous fiddle. ]
S-Sorry, I kinda goofed up back there. Thanks for the save!
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It leaves him awestruck and somewhat reminded of his friend Troth for a brief moment before he snaps himself out of it, straightening and adjusting the strap of his backpack in a nervous fiddle. ]
S-Sorry, I kinda goofed up back there. Thanks for the save!