[The yell doubles him back, dashing down the hall as fast as he can and skidding to a halt. A quick glance is all he needs to get a handle on the situation, stomping a few bugs underfoot before grabbing Armin's arm and stepping in front of him.]
These monsters hate fire, right?
[It's an actual question that he doesn't have time to answer. The bugs are approaching too quickly. Jean waves the torch low hoping to either scare them off or burn them. Neither happens.
Attracted to the light and flesh, the scarabs skitter closer, one crawling up Jean's skin before he quickly squashes it.]
Shit! It's not working! Run. Run!
[Pushing Armin back and still (futilely) trying to distract the scarabs away from him.]
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[The yell doubles him back, dashing down the hall as fast as he can and skidding to a halt. A quick glance is all he needs to get a handle on the situation, stomping a few bugs underfoot before grabbing Armin's arm and stepping in front of him.]
These monsters hate fire, right?
[It's an actual question that he doesn't have time to answer. The bugs are approaching too quickly. Jean waves the torch low hoping to either scare them off or burn them. Neither happens.
Attracted to the light and flesh, the scarabs skitter closer, one crawling up Jean's skin before he quickly squashes it.]
Shit! It's not working! Run. Run!
[Pushing Armin back and still (futilely) trying to distract the scarabs away from him.]