The Unraveling - It Rises

Everyone was attacking the strange alienistic bug creature, yet it was seemingly doing little damage. Even the stick he threw was useless, and quickly turned into a weapon against him. Although he was able to dodge the stick at the last minute, he could feel as his foot hyperextended and twisted beneath him. Pain surged through his wrist but it was manageable, unless he put weight on it anyway. He tested it once before knowing that he would be limited to three legs for now, and given the pain he was uncertain if it was broken but since it wasn't hurting when it wasn't bearing any weight, he was hopeful.

However, how was he supposed to attack it now? It would be difficult to throw anything without being able to stand on both of his front legs and he certainly couldn't get down there for a more physical fight. He needed to fight though, to help the others get rid of it. Others had far worse injuries than he, so he decided to just deal with it and use it at least for balance to throw more shit.

This time he grabbed a rock and hurled it at the monster, hoping that this one hit instead of used against him and ignoring the pain in his wrist as he balanced.