With a cyclone of flying chainsaws, throwing stars, and energy blasts whirling all around him, the chains binding Joseph's feet to the ground became unshackled. There's no way he'd die here with these psychopaths!<br/><br/>His pulse pounding, he dashed faster then he ever had toward safety while the others wrecked havoc on the beast in the distance. His feet practically flew over the landscape, until he tripped over the box. He'd been in such a panic that he didn't notice it there. A hundred feet away, the monster let out an ear-rending cry as one of its limbs separated itself from the body. The monster, enraged, was now looming over Wane and Simon. Joseph didn't want to die, but he could use their help later...<br/><br/>He rummaged through the box until he threw out a dark wooden bow, a large quiver of arrows, and a vial of poison. Hands shaking, he dipped his arrow into the vial, and aimed the bow at the creature's exposed wound hoping the poison would spread to the rest of its body. He might as well be shooting with his eyes closed he was shaking so hard, but he let go and the arrow flew through the air, coated in it's deadly toxin...