[OOC: All combat rolls, etc., will be done behind the scenes. I will use the information you post to take the combat as far as I can until I need more choices from you. That should keep combat running smoothly.]<br/><br/>In a flash Rachel is on the thing that is on Lewis. She wraps an arm around it, trying to get stable enough to drive the blade home. The creature is bucking like a wild thing, apparently trying to rip Lewis' arm off. Pressed this close to the monster, Rachel feels that, although it looks rocky, it feels more rubbery.<br/><br/>With a grunt, Rachel thrusts the blade through the side of its head, near its jaw line. With a wrenching tug, she rips the blade almost completely across the thing's skull, nearly splitting its head in two. The jaw springs open and the monster's limbs jitter strangely for a moment before it keels over, Rachel dropping the dripping carcass to the cave floor. She watches it twitch, then stop, thick, syrupy red ichor spilling out from its wrent head.<br/><br/>Lewis slowly rose to her feet, clutching her left arm. A good bit of the black leather had been chewed away and Rachel could see chrome showing. No flesh was visible. "Thanks," Lewis said, glancing up at the ceiling to make sure there were no more. "Good thing it didn't have a can opener for a mouth."