Jacob saw Desmond's eye stray upward to a location in the viewing room on the floor above them. He must be being watched by someone. Strange, nice to know he wasn't the only one who had someone who cared about him.<br/><br/>"Looking to impress someone?" Jacob asked, not expecting an answer. He looked at the guards at either side of the arena, watching from above. He looked Desmond in the eye and shrugged. He began to relax his arms a little in preparation for a shift, he also was preparing a rather hypothetical shift in his legs and beneath the ground. He decided now was the time to use that extra mass from the talon girl. He could feel a build up of mass traveling along the ground, he made sure that it was thin enough that he could spread it out along the space between him and Desmond, though he also made sure it was thick enough that it would do damage. Tendrils were burrowing quietly and slowly along the ground, their tips sharp enough to pierce skin, their bodies were surrounded in a hard bony outer coating that was reinforced to be stronger than any human bone. It was almost to Desmond, and he made sure that Desmond could not see it moving underground, hell not even Jacob could see it...he could only feel it because it was a part of him. He tensed his arms and shifted them into gnarled sharp claws once more. He looked at Desmond and gave him a blank face.<br/><br/>"Unfortunately if we don't fight the guards will just kill both of us, so lets get this over with." Jacob gave Desmond no warning other than that.<br/><br/>The spike tendrils rose up at high speeds from the ground, right under Desmond's crutch arm.