"Keep going," it isn't quite a scream, but it's too close to one for him to be exactly comfortable with. Davesprite kicks and his foot doesn't do much more than bounce off the thing's nose.

God damn it, he's built for sword-fighting, not kick-boxing.

Megan pulls him up just as he makes a move to bring a second kick to the rabbit's face. At first, it feels like a fumble, but his heel catches against the rabbit's eye and it wheels backward. For a moment, it feels like it might take Davesprite with it, at least until it lets go to clutch its face.

Davesprite throws himself up the ladder to join her. The rabbit howls, and is about to make for the rope before it spots someone else, growls, and goes crashing in another direction.