Toot tackles Scar eye

“Move, kid!” screamed Bob the Castle. “Sixty seconds on the counter!”
The mauled gremlin let out a shriek of terror as Mister’s claws began to rake, and I went into action, whirling the coil of leather cord at Scar Eye’s face. The leather cord hit him in his only good eye and sent him flinching back and away from Lacuna—who suddenly produced a small, sharp blade from I know not where and struck it cleanly through her own braid, freeing her from Scar Eye’s grasp.
I hurtled at Scar Eye and slammed my shoulder into his chest, driving him off the table’s edge, across the kitchen, and into the Bane-made doors of the pizza freezer.
Behind me, I caught a glimpse of Mister raking and shaking a second gremlin while Lacuna deflected a thrust spear with a kung-fu hand and flung her little knife at a third.
Scar Eye howled as his back touched the Bane and seized me with terrified strength. His arms fouled my wings and we both crashed to the floor. He bounced to his feet like rubber, took up his hatchet, and smashed it down at me. I rolled clear as he struck thrice more in a single breath, the mortal hatchet raising sparks from the concrete floor and sending chips of poured stone flying.


Heroic Hearts, Little Things, Page 14-15