[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/HDCcvNx/Gideon-Header.png[/img][h2]Dawn
[sub]caught between a rock and a hard place[/sub][/h2][/center][hr]
The beast had sprung towards Gideon like a charging bull, rapidly aiming to grind the Raam down with its teeth. Those rigid fangs seem perfectly capable of ripping through solid steel, let alone the Sage's metallic bones. He didn't need his supernatural senses to warn him that getting caught in this Living Vein's maw was a good idea.

It is convenient, then, that spears are meant for receiving charges. Quickly planting his feet onto the ground, Gideon used the weight of his steel form to anchor himself quickly. As he did, he would hold his spear outward for the beast to ram itself into his weapon, mouth-first. While Gideon was almost sure its teeth may rip through his old and weathered spear, his true goal was to keep its grinding jaws at bay... at least until Gideon was able to figure a way out of this.

His eyes darted across every crevice of the beast, gathering information at an almost instantaneous speed. Any notable weak-points or bits of flesh he could strike. However, he didn't have another weapon on him, and it seemed as if his spear was about to go. Left without options, Gideon gritted his teeth and held on tight. Hopefully Raelzeth would be able to run back to safety.

... Wait, Raelzeth. That's right!

Gideon's eyes focused themselves once more, filled with his newfound resolve. Rather than allowing the beast to tear apart his spear, he would instead use its maw as an entrance to what he would hope to be a soft and fleshy core.

"[color=95A5A6]Raelzeth! Your magic![/color]" Gideon called, darting his eyes for the Living Vein's iron hide. "[color=95A5A6]Pull it towards me on my signal![/color]"

The sage's eyes narrowed, his focus honed on the spear. He only had one real shot in what he planned, and if this didn't work, he'd at least keep this beast maintained with his much tougher bones while Raelzeth would be able to escape... No. Gideon has a mission, a purpose. He won't let this overgrown iron-cow take it from him. He simply waited for its teeth to be at the right place, before finally-

"[color=95A5A6][b]Now![/b][/color]"