[ Somewhere in all of this, the little girl shrinks back, hiding in the brush with her fellow ghosts, looking on in silent horror as a thing steps forward. Jacob can only catch glimpses of it through the plants- the fire may help with the light in their immediate area, but it does nothing for the shadows being thrown around under the coaster. It appears humanoid, eyes glimmering beneath a mop of mud-colored hair.
The metal scraping noise sounds again, and Jacob belatedly realizes it must be armed. It takes only half a second to tense before leaping out of its cover. Fedora is there to meet it, colliding in a blur of brown and black fur. An axe smeared with dried blood clatters to the ruined ground, no doubt knocked out of the creature's hand, while the two struggle. ]
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The metal scraping noise sounds again, and Jacob belatedly realizes it must be armed. It takes only half a second to tense before leaping out of its cover. Fedora is there to meet it, colliding in a blur of brown and black fur. An axe smeared with dried blood clatters to the ruined ground, no doubt knocked out of the creature's hand, while the two struggle. ]