[at this point will is going off of pure impulse, remembering being out in the woods with his friends, flailing at each other with sticks and yelling until someone inevitably got smacked in the face and they had to stop to make sure they hadn't lose a tooth. it's a similar technique he's using here, taking advantage of the gripping vine to slash wildly at the monster's legs.
dark, thick blood spurts out of the gouges in the monster's flesh, splattering the both of them, and it bellows, trying to wrench the scythe free and grab one or both of them.]
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dark, thick blood spurts out of the gouges in the monster's flesh, splattering the both of them, and it bellows, trying to wrench the scythe free and grab one or both of them.]