The monster lumbers forwards, picking up speed, trying to either run you over and trample you, or, preferably, spear you on one of the spiky bits adorning it.<br/><br/>If you were a military formation, or a giant monster, this would be threatening. As it is, you deftly move the spike aside with a gentle nudge of your hand; the other hand promptly goes forward, striking its rounded head, and knocking the beast insensate from the force of meeting your fist.<br/><br/>A ribbon of white flame erupts from the side of the monster. "Well, damn." You can't see the person whose voice you heard, but you can place the direction it came from, and you really should be able to see them. To the left a few feet, there is nothing but open air. You should be able to see them.