( There's no time to respond. Victor reacts, his scant months of training and own personal experiences in less than ideal situations granting him an edge he would have otherwise lacked. He kicks hard to the left, driving back with his elbow, landing a glancing blow to the side of the monster's head. His backpack takes claw damage; regardless of the tear that screams through the enclosed space, Victor is moving, no hesitation. He dances back out of immediate reach of the partly stunned animal, but the second one is clawing up the broken wall, hissing and squirming even while its clawed feet scrabble for purchase. )
Yuri.
( Nothing else; Victor will not be running for the exit except on Yuri's movement in the same direction. What he does do is take himself out of immediate leaping distance, not inviting a tango with the beast in their corridor. )
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Yuri.
( Nothing else; Victor will not be running for the exit except on Yuri's movement in the same direction. What he does do is take himself out of immediate leaping distance, not inviting a tango with the beast in their corridor. )