Yan tightened the grip on his torch and pushed it high into the air. At the same time, the turtle formation around him split up and moved away from him.
"Hey! You fugly bat fuck! Are you having fun playing with dolls like a whiny brat? Come down here and fight like a real man!"
The mutant Boneclaw's head snapped to Yan at his taunts.
Yan waved his torch around to make sure the Boneclaw was looking at him and only him. That way, the others could back away without catching its attention.
Fortunately, Yan had successfully pulled the mutant's aggro. It was unclear if it understood Yan's words. But it understood that it was being mocked. Yan's voice was also loud enough to make the bat's ears ring.
The noise alone was enough to piss off the monster.
Yan's plan had worked. Now, they just had to see if it would choose route A or B. If it would swoop down personally or continue throwing things at him.
