This fall certainly knocked the wind out of Ethan. His head buzzed, and only now did he realize what had happened. After the toad's tongue had shot out at him, it hadn't retracted. Instead, it had turned into a whip and lashed across his body. He shook himself, feeling a wave of soreness that made his muscles throb. That strike had been brutal—if he hadn't reacted quickly, shifting into Bear Form and activating Iron Hide, anyone else would probably have been turned into pulp on the spot.
No, judging by the barbs lining that tongue, even if someone hadn't been knocked away, they would've been skewered by thousands of sharp hooks. What the hell... and people claimed this creature's attack methods were weak?
