"What?" Zoe watched as the tiny bits and pieces of blood and sinew slid back together. Even the creatures blood slipped off of Zoe and formed streams of crimson as it returned to the creature. Planting a boot on the thing's shoulder she quickly tugged at one its arms until it ripped off. "Well, it will probably need this at some point." She retreated a distance away before the pale limb attempted to yank itself from her grip. Holding on and digging her heels in to the ground, Zoe refused to relinquish her hold.