[Okay. That's it, that's capital-i It, he is out of here. He may have been pulling his punches slightly before, doing things for the panache and show of it, but he is now done with this on an absolutely molecular level. He wrenches himself under Foster's grip, putting inhuman (and absolutely in-skeletal) strength to work in trying to shove Foster just enough to wiggle out and fucking bolt. The scythe doesn't really know what to do at this point, so instead it's just going to kind of whack him. It's not even aiming to cut, but it probably is, considering it's incredibly sharp and he's not paying attention where it swings.]
You let me go right now you absolute beast! You heathen!
yeah. yeah it is
WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!
[Okay. That's it, that's capital-i It, he is out of here. He may have been pulling his punches slightly before, doing things for the panache and show of it, but he is now done with this on an absolutely molecular level. He wrenches himself under Foster's grip, putting inhuman (and absolutely in-skeletal) strength to work in trying to shove Foster just enough to wiggle out and fucking bolt. The scythe doesn't really know what to do at this point, so instead it's just going to kind of whack him. It's not even aiming to cut, but it probably is, considering it's incredibly sharp and he's not paying attention where it swings.]
You let me go right now you absolute beast! You heathen!