Berlin sees the one scorpion single him out, glaring at the monster he practically slides into a crouch to re-orient himself on the one following him. “Well okay then you armored bastard lets play!” there is a slight grin on his face, almost as if he enjoys the challenge. As he focuses in on the beast the night seems less dark, his sense of movement become more acute though things may be slightly blurry, with almost a growl he lunges towards the scorpion weapons bared!
He plans to use his size, or lack there of against it. A smaller target moving quickly he feels that he can dodge that nasty stinger of it's. If he can get in close enough his first target is going to be the joint just below the stinger itself and hopefully the pincers next.


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