Max fought back a hiss of pain when the creature's fingernails drove deep into her calf. Her fall was less than graceful and the wound would more than slow her down, but that didn't Max was giving up. She glanced at the skin in her hand and decided that whatever that blinking thing was, it was quite possibly important to his state of being. Getting around him with her leg as injured as it was would be another matter.

Taking out the wire from her pocket, Max reached for one of the flailing limbs in hopes of tearing off a hand and making him slightly less deadly.