The man looks badly wounded by your strike, but somehow he manages to keep his feet. Beside you, Tock shoots in on the sword wielder, and you hear a ripping sound as her toothed gloves tear open the man's breeches and thigh. Soon enough, the man is tangled up on the ground, and struggling to escape from Tock's python-like grip.<br/><br/>Woozily, the man with the club tries to strike out at you, but he loses his balance and ends up hitting only air, his eyes already glazing over from the loss of blood. On the ground, his companion doesn't seem to be doing much better, you notice... the man is flailing wildly, but it seems like all he's managing to do is to strengthen Tock's grip on him.