"...make the host pay with his life..."

The weight and smell of the predator was quite familiar to Damien. He had hesitated for a while to figure out what was happening, but then the predator kept digging its claws into his face. Damien didn't care much about how disfigured his face would look, he knew that he had the system medic to resort to.

His closed eyes stole chance at vision and then he saw who was on top of him. It was at that moment that he realised that he didn't need much strength to hurl the predator away from himself.

He grabbed the predator by both front limbs, jumped on his feet and began to swing it to the left and right over and over again till he had had enough.

He could had hurled it into the far corner of the forest but decided to drop it on the earth instead. The predator tried to get back on its feet immediately but fell back down. It kept falling over and over again in attempt to balance itself. It was obvious the swinging had taken a toll on it.

Damien looked away to the side. When he looked bac