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I wanted to do something, but I could hardly move from my injuries. At this point I was just a spectator. What a spectacle to behold. Instead of trying to extract the blade, the Sasquatch locked the hunter in a tight hug. With its weapon arm pinned to its side, the hunter couldn't stab again. Nor could it push away with its other arm, as that had been rendered useless.

The hunter kicked but couldn't get its legs or knees high enough to make a difference. All the hunter could do was move backward along the cliff and strain its muscles to break free of the Sasquatch's squeeze.

It appeared as if the Sasquatch was going to wring the life out of the hunter when electricity crackled around the gauntlet of the hunter's pinched arm. The energy shocked the Sasquatch, and the creature relaxed its arms and released
its victim.-pg.336 chpt.12