[Bucky, even shieldless, isn't quite defenseless. He twists and kicks at the creature holding him, trying to put a boot into a soft spot, but the scaly hide is tough. Even when he takes hold of it with his left hand and sends a jolt of electricity through the thing, its grip only spasms and tightens, threatening to break his ribs.
It's Scofield to the rescue. Apparently caving its skull in works well. Grunting, Bucky crawls out of the limp claws, passing his right hand briefly over his ribs. Bruised, but not broken, thankfully. There's just an edge of grim humor in his smile as he takes the splattered shield.] Nice technique. [He's grateful, though. They make a good team, the three of them.]
Let's get to the generator before they can regroup.
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It's Scofield to the rescue. Apparently caving its skull in works well. Grunting, Bucky crawls out of the limp claws, passing his right hand briefly over his ribs. Bruised, but not broken, thankfully. There's just an edge of grim humor in his smile as he takes the splattered shield.] Nice technique. [He's grateful, though. They make a good team, the three of them.]
Let's get to the generator before they can regroup.