Doc shifted his weight, the roar of the creature filling his ears. He heard Anari's idea, but if he missed, it would all be over. For him, at least. And he wasn't going to die today. But Marianne seemed to know a ton of information, that of which they could all do with knowing. He heard the creature get closer, and took Anari's idea and made it reality. He tossed the sword up a bit, caught it by the blade, and threw it like a spear, hoping that he through it in the right direction. 

"You better be right Anari..." he muttered in a gruff, deep voice. 

Without waiting to see the results, Doc shouted to Marianne. "If-When this is over, you have a helluva lot of explaining to do, lady!"