Cairax flinging St George off of him

He could feel the muscles knotting up under the leather collar. Resisting. The saucer eyes glared at him.
It grabbed his wounded arm, squeezed the raw flesh, and flung him off. An enormous claw smashed him to his knees hard enough to crack the pavement. Exes pawed and grabbed and held him down while they gnawed at his skin.

Excerpt From Ex-Heroes, pg 447
Peter Clines
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