[ That's all Ernesto needs to roll over onto his knees, and start to scramble away. If he was the type to have a little more shame, he might feel embarrassed about how pathetic he looks right now; his face is a mess from where Gen laid into him earlier, and his already dirty and worn gown is now close to being in tatters thanks to Eustace.
He's certainly not proud of what he had to sink to in order to make that break, but pride tends to fuck people over more often than not, and Ernesto has no real use for it.
It takes him just a couple feet of crawling away to regain his footing, and to stumble back into an upright position. There aren't many places to run in this cavern, but he can still find some cover, or maybe toss himself into the thick of someone else's battle in order to shake off this weapon's nut for a moment.
His brain still feels scrambled from the force of Eustace's headbutt, so plans are coming out a little half formed as he opts to run in a random direction for now. Best to put distance between himself and that dagger, and figure out the details later. ]
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He's certainly not proud of what he had to sink to in order to make that break, but pride tends to fuck people over more often than not, and Ernesto has no real use for it.
It takes him just a couple feet of crawling away to regain his footing, and to stumble back into an upright position. There aren't many places to run in this cavern, but he can still find some cover, or maybe toss himself into the thick of someone else's battle in order to shake off this weapon's nut for a moment.
His brain still feels scrambled from the force of Eustace's headbutt, so plans are coming out a little half formed as he opts to run in a random direction for now. Best to put distance between himself and that dagger, and figure out the details later. ]