[The crab leg has its own armored protection, but where the point meets the ground is where it's weakest, and it doesn't always have the traction Jones wishes it might. It skids out from underneath him, but he lunges to grab the side with his claw, enough to steady himself and prevent an all-out tumble.
Then the sticks come out and rain down on his head and shoulders. He gives an audible snarl and fights to turn the battle back in his favor, pushing up with his downed leg and forward, to knock Harvey back]
I am the sea!
[He's had enough; the claw comes back, and heedless of the blows coming fast and hard, he sweeps the arm high and across, powerful and heavy even when his strength is sapped]
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Then the sticks come out and rain down on his head and shoulders. He gives an audible snarl and fights to turn the battle back in his favor, pushing up with his downed leg and forward, to knock Harvey back]
I am the sea!
[He's had enough; the claw comes back, and heedless of the blows coming fast and hard, he sweeps the arm high and across, powerful and heavy even when his strength is sapped]