The anglerfish is knocked to the side and plows its mouth into the dirt where Steve had been standing a moment before. It snarls as it tries to work itself free, and Mercy gets back to her feet, coming up with her blade. "Fine. Fine! You be careful, sir. You was nearly-" She doesn't even want to say it. "Be careful."

She lashes out while the thing is stuck, landing a solid blow to its side and drawing a long gash of red there. The creature struggles to extract itself from the ground and just comes up with a mouthful of earth.

"We need a better way. Martin knocked a tree down atop it before!"