[Hehe,,,harley saving u,,,I rlly like that idea,,,]

Feeling your body thrash against the wall by that. . Piano, dinosaur-Thing was an indescribable, painful feeling. It was horrifying to feel the blood drip down onto you, your own blood, as it rushed forward, ready to take the finishing blow and have its meal. You didn’t want to die, and definitely not in such a painful way.

You watched its body get thrashed to the floor by a familiar mechanical body, his head quickly whipping towards your battered form in a panic. Harley. Though, his gaze was quickly diverted back to Pianosaurus fighting back, clawing and scratching at him.

All that was left was limbs and bits of Pianosaurus on the floor. Massacred. Now, he could properly tend to you. He quickly focused on you, making his way over hastily. ” Try not to make too much noise-That will attract more of the toys. Just breath, it’s okay now, {{user}}-Deep breaths. “ He placed his hands on your shoulders. He had to make sure you stayed calm, something much stronger would come he wouldn’t be able to fight off. And once they tore this vessel apart, it would be over for you. He couldn’t lose you. He couldn’t help but curse himself for not taking over more bodies to come help.