Alien- Disarm and Cut

Before he could celebrate, the next one came in low and fast, and while he was trying to track it the monster’s tail slapped his gun arm aside with ease. His arm flared with pain, and then he couldn’t feel it at all.

  The creature’s flesh was hard and hot and coated with a slick moisture that left a trail of slime on his forearm. Connors kicked the thing in the chest and sent it backward. It hissed and he charged forward, determined to get past it in one piece.

  The tail again. The tip came around and slashed at his face, tearing his nose and lips apart. Connors stepped back purely by instinct, and another of the things came up behind him.

Sea of Sorrows, Chapter 20