Took King and Queen a while ‘fore they managed to get the goddamn thing offa me. I was tryin’ t’fight back too, but fightin’ while down on your stomach’s no good, y’know? One of the thing’s slashes really dug deep though. Hurt like all hell. That’s how my cape got some tears in it, but my cape’s got a lotta stories t’tell. Thing’s been through hell and back.
Kinda reminds me of lashes from a whip… /shot