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Throwing a glance sideways, Liath couldn't help but chuckle.

"Y'aint exactly clean yourself."

Turning his attention back to his prey, he started thinking of his best approach when Orion did it for him, suggesting that Liath handled the pincers whilst he dealt with its tail.

"On it." He growled, splitting away from Orion to draw the Deathstalkers attention. Raising his gauntlet, he activated the dust crystal on the back of his hand. Suddenly, he dug his heels in, grinding to a halt twenty or so meters before the beast. Using the little remaining moment, he slammed his fist down into the dirt.

There was a pulse of light, followed by a gentle rumbling that shook the ground when suddenly, a pillar of ice shot from the ground and captured the Stalkers left pincer. It wouldn't hold long, experiance told him that, but it would give him a chance to get close and occupy the other claw whilst Orion did his part.