[ He doesn't wait for Molly to get up on the walkway alone, lifting him up as much as he can to all but shove him out of the water. That leaves Fjord open to attacks but he doesn't care, not with the Nein racing toward them —
He screams as the falchion slices through his side, a scaly webbed hand snatching over his mouth to muffle the yell and drag him under as he seizes up in pain, hands scrabbling to hold onto the wooden edge of the jetty. ]
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He screams as the falchion slices through his side, a scaly webbed hand snatching over his mouth to muffle the yell and drag him under as he seizes up in pain, hands scrabbling to hold onto the wooden edge of the jetty. ]