Alabaster dashed in quickly, hoping to get to the beast before it realized it could move again. Unfortunately, it was quick. Quicker than he'd hoped. Narrowly dodging those tusks, Alabaster skirted to the side, tiny claws and blades shooting from his sleeves and tearing into the boar's hide.

It didn't seem to like that much and whirled on its attacker, hooves and tusks thrashing. Mechanical limbs digging deeper into the boar's side, Alabaster hauled himself up, trying to get onto the beast's back. The damn thing was kicking up a storm, making his ascent difficult.