Jaghund growled. This bloodsucker would not have it his way. He released the front of the truck and walked around behind it, more towards the middle but out of sight, and reached down. Claws dug through asphalt as they gripped the tanker and he picked it up over his head. The semi part fell off when the rest of the truck was lifted, making it an easier fit in the whole street. Jaghund then threw the tanker bodily at the fleeing leech. There was quite allot to be said about a semi round truck when it hits the ground. It can roll on contact with it to continue chasing its target if it misses, but whenever it actually hits its target, it inexplicably stops rolling and just slides, grinding its target into the ground before exploding. That's how it always happened. Jaghund never tried to understand it. It just didn't make any sense to him. He grabbed the truck and threw it to follow the tanker in it's pursuit of the insect. Vehicles just exploded on contact with the ground and then the flaming husk would follow them. Jaghund then took too all fours and pursued the parasite and his metal angry mob to make sure that the bug was dead and squished and toasted.