Dericel's weight was on his left leg after his last attack. When the beast's claws lacerated his thigh he fell to his knees. The sudden pain infuriated him. The sudden burst of adrenaline fueled his actions as he repositioned his blade and thrust it upward between the creature's legs while letting loose a beastly roar of his own.<br/><br/>Usually he would avoid such dirty tactics, but this was a fight for survival, so any known weak spots were fair game. And in his current position that was the easiest to hit.