Splatter deathrunner

For a black hand, hairy in the extreme, came out of nowhere and seized it like a human fist preparing to wring the neck of a chicken. But this was no simple chicken, nor was the hand an ordinary one.
It was the hand of an earth-striding colossus. And it seized the deathrunner by its throbbing throat, lifting it from sight.
Pivoting, Doc turned and watched the spectacle taking place over his head.
The hairy hand raised the deathrunner high. Another hand joined it. Together, they pulverized the suddenly screaming predator amid a noisy cracking of bones and dripping of gore.
Above this ferocious activity loomed a head. Towering. Gigantic. Unreal.


Doc Savage: Skull Island, Chapter 36