[ Kija takes another tentative step forward, if only so it'll be easy to pull, but the wood cracks again, the visible split growing further in length. It doesn't look stable at all right now, gradually depressing and taking some of her leg with it. They didn't have much time before it breaks apart.
The pulling seemed so fruitless. He's going to try something more risky. Moving forward again, Kija ignores the loud crack that the floor makes and reaches out to grab the wood with his claws, peeling it away with so much ease it's like he's peeling a fruit. He then sweeps Caren into his grasp in that monstrous hand of his, holding her protectively to his chest and jumping to more stable ground.
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The pulling seemed so fruitless. He's going to try something more risky. Moving forward again, Kija ignores the loud crack that the floor makes and reaches out to grab the wood with his claws, peeling it away with so much ease it's like he's peeling a fruit. He then sweeps Caren into his grasp in that monstrous hand of his, holding her protectively to his chest and jumping to more stable ground.
There. Now she's safe. ]
Does your leg still hurt?