Lae felt as if every bone in his body was being jarred when the man shook his face, obviously trying to rid himself of the little male kuhna. Instead, Lae simply dug his claws in tight, clinging to the man's face and feeling a sense brief of satisfaction at the idea of the scars the man would have to remember Lae by.
A bit thrown off by the constant shaking, Lae didn't notice the man reaching for the stick. He looked up, too late, and cringed, thinking that the stick was going to kill him. Luckily for him and everyone who would miss him, though, he was wrong. Nephele came to the rescue, pouncing at the man and giving Lae time to duck away from the stick. The man dropped the stick, unable to aim another blow, and Lae let out a small yowl of satisfaction.
However, his satisfaction was short-lived, as the man grabbed Lae and threw him across the room. He wasn't too badly hurt, but too winded and dizzy to get up and help Nephele. He could only watch, helpless, as the man grabbed her by the scruff of her neck. Lae tried to get up, but collapsed back down.
His eyes widened as he saw the glow come from the necklace, and he felt a sense of relief as Nephele came towards him, unharmed.
"I-I'm ok." He said shakily. "Just a bit dizzy."
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