More than his pride was hurt, and if he could go after her- oh he most certainly would. But even as he lay there, in the utmost agony and pain, he began to laugh, and painfully so, as he peered up at the stars, seeing the constellation of Gemini twinkling above. Funny, it was the same constellation he was born under. He didn't have much time to think on it before the events of the day eventually took hold of him and he passed out.
He must not have slept for long, because when he was forced awake, it felt as if that damn woman broke his dick again. But whatever it was that woke him was now reeling in pain, as Krah growled and scrambled to his knees. And upon seeing what it was that had tried to leech onto him, he cocked his head to one side.
"A harpy?"
And the thing hissed and raised a clawed foot his way,a nd scratched the man clean across his face. He let out a howl and scrambled to his feet. He was still bent over in pain from what Cass had done to him, and it put him at a bigger disadvantage than he'd like-
and now he had a burning claw mark across his face as the creature shrieked and came after the large man again.
Thank god he slept with his sword (even if his other one was broken!) because as he scrambled across the beach as the creature continued to crow and peck and claw at him, he continued to evade her attacks until he completely tripped over the rope that kept the skiff bound to the island.
Still too drunk and dazed to know what the hell he just tripped over, the creature lunged at him and Krah swung the sword up, black blood spilling from the gash in its belly, and the rope that held the boat split at the knick his sword put on it, and soon it was fraying from that spot and threatening to break loose... which would send the little skiff out at sea, and trap those on the island for good.
Though ignorant this was going on, Krah continued to fight back, sword swinging as a silver glint in the night. And each swing fucking hurt! He was sure he'd kill that woman when he had the chance to, but for now...
He had a bird to gut.
The harpy took to the air, crying out as her talons came after his face again, but Krah was prepared for it, and he roared at the beast and gave a great heave- and off came its left talon, as it rolled towards the sea.
It was only at this time that he heard the rope snap! and he jerked in the direction to where a large wave swelled up and began to carry the boat- their only means to leave the island, off to sea.
"Shit!" Abandonning the fight with the harpy, he turned tail and rushed out into the water, chasing after the tail end of the frayed rope and futility stumbling to reach for it. When he finally got a hold of it, the entire boat jerked to a halt, and his boots sunk into the soft sands while another wave threatened to push him over.
He somehow managed, muscles tense and tight as he bared his teeth. Yeah... this hurt twice as much as it ought to, and if that damn woman hadn't...
But he had no more time to think about that as the harpy was upon him, using her last good talon to dig into his face, and cried out in rage as she began to peck at him- and peck hard.
Krah let out a cry and nearly lost his grip on the skiff's rope, but he managed to twist it around one hand, securing it before releasing his second hand as he began to punch the damn harpy in her god damn face so hard, it might just have caved in! And by the time he was done with the thing, he snapped her neck over his leg and tossed it's useless body into the water, just as he turned to observe a large wave pummeling him in the face, sending the skiff back towards land, and smacking him clean in the forehead.
This was not his night, for he now was in pain from head...
to boner.