Somehow, we managed to subdue the Arcanine end the fight. I'd rather have him dead if anything. We had an adventure to stick to, not catering for damned enemies. The thing looked even more dazed and confused after being hit right in the forehead by Kamina, who had coiled him up just to ensure he wouldn't try to finish me off. I was both angry and somewhat fearful at the damned thing, still feeling like crap and trash after his attack. At least the frosty blizzard relaxed me and let me sit still under the gaze of a large tree. It was there when I had Robert asking me what to do for, seemingly unaware of my intentions. "Of course we gotta rest up. I just nearly died or something. Someone's gonna have to look for the others though, and Kamina... well, I'm surprised he's able to last in this weather with the rest of you pri-" I cleared my voice, knowing what I was about to say and instead choosing to be less rude. I spat out a few shavings of metal, and oddly enough a black feather or two. I shrugged it off as I looked back at Robert, who himself was still pretty bruised. "Sorry. I'm just saying how we've been badly bruised, but we shouldn't remain here any longer.""