Blood gushes freely from my nose, the pain so sharp it clouds my vision.
But how… how the hell did that abomination manage to react so quickly…?
More importantly, how did it counter my surprise attack from behind with such precision?
It's as if it had eyes in the back of its head…
Eyes…
Damn it, I'm such an idiot! It's a giant plush toy! Just as it doesn't feel pain for lacking organic parts, it shouldn't even rely on sight!
Which means…
My gaze shifts to Priscilla, now sitting on a small pink-and-white throne.
She's watching her animated toy with clear satisfaction… but also with intense concentration.
It's obvious… how did I not realize sooner?
«Gerard, get over here!» I shout.
Meanwhile, Gorilionbear's massive fists rise again, ready to crush Gerard's fallen body.
With providential timing, Gerard rolls aside, barely dodging the devastating strike.
Hearing my voice, he hurries over to me, placing himself at my side.
