Re: Chapter 3 - Welcome the Woods - The Raiding Party
Isabelle, grappling with the ambush, turned at the first opportunity to catch up with with Dominic, Ricky and their new ward. She cast a glance towards the Cowboy and Cookie as they made a stand to buy time. She could see Saito trying to follow up, Bill struggling and the dog weaving in and out through the scattering of walkers. She passed a walker which, grasping out from behind a flanking trunk, was promptly delivered a swipe into the jugular. It was a non kill, but dark ooze sprayed from discolored flesh, and sent the monster to the forest floor, likely only temporarily.
Closing in on the three, her eyes darted like the rest of them, unable to focus on the numbers enclosing their position, though ultimately focusing upon the pit area. However, late-comers were spotting the escapee's and the rescued girl, and were fencing in the survivors in a pincer-movement. "We might get through in a pinch, but the oth-" Isabelle was next to Dominic as they fought their way, the confusion of the fight like battlefields of old.
A metal on flesh on metal sound snapped in the air followed by a yell of pain, and Isabelle fell to the ground, tossing up decaying leaves as she did so. Quickly adjusting onto her back, her eyes widened as explanation filled her senses. A bear trap. A fucking bear trap. It was clamped to her right lower leg, bloodied metal teeth clamped around her flesh, with a few shades of red and pink displayed intermittently with shattered bone. She was breathless and thought to call for help but no words came out. Tensing up, a walker approached, pace staggered. Dropping her hatchet she opted for her glock in a pinch, raising the barrel, firing and missing as the walker tripped up.
Focusing once more, at the last moment before it was too late, she pulled the trigger, the bullet passing through the forehead of the biter, sending it crashing in front of her bear-trapped leg.