As he's thrown off and his aim misses, Baz  rolls out of Seth's range, throws down his shotgun and draws two skean dhu. One he holds flat to his left forearm, the other in a stabbing grip in his right hand. The rodent's eyes glow in the dark, and it's hard to decide who's more sinister- the spider, or the dagger-armed rat smiling psychopathically back at him.<br/><br/>"Seth... don' make me hurt ya!" He growls. "Snap outta it or  I'll cut you good... bugger it. Make yer move, spider. C'mon. I DARE ya..." he laughs.  "C'mon. You c'n smell my blood, so it's time to see what YOURS smells like..."