[ Yuri scrambled onto his feet, keeping his spear in one hand and his stun gun in the other. He whirls then, snarling and driving his spear hard down through the stunned creatures throat. It howled wetly, spasming on the dirty floor, blood spurting and giving the air an acrid, metallic tang. His back is open, exposed, and there's still another monster. Yuri knows it- twists in time to see it, wrenching his spear out of the dying, thrashing creature as the other shook off Viktor's kick. ]
Come on then, you ugly son of a bitch. [ Yuri growled, squaring his stance again, and waiting. Letting it come to him, dropping his stun gun to it's place at his hip in favour of having a two handed grip on his spear. ]
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Come on then, you ugly son of a bitch. [ Yuri growled, squaring his stance again, and waiting. Letting it come to him, dropping his stun gun to it's place at his hip in favour of having a two handed grip on his spear. ]