Relief swept through the fledgling senshi as a dark arm curled around the rabid wolf-like creature's neck, forcing it to rear backwards and away from its attempts to turn her into dinner. With a sudden defiance that had completely abandoned her moments before, she struck out with a heel and clock the beast squarely in the nose.
It whirled away in a cry of frustration and pain, Vulcan's arm still locked tight around the thick neck. Midas hesitated only a moment before she crawled after them, watching in thinly veiled horror as it thrashed to and fro in an attempt to throw the girl off of its back.
She stood there, poised between helping and running for her life. The only thing she owed this stranger was.. her life.
Inwardly, she sighed. She might need her later.
Her eyes scanned the ground until she found some old broken brick, probably the leftover from whatever had caused the hole she'd taken shelter in. As the Senshi jerked back and forth with every whip of the youma's head, Midas swept up a few larger pieces and began chunking them directly at is face. It howled as one after another landed, though not all made their mark and a few came close to pelting the senshi that had been pulled along for a bull ride.
It was aggravated, but certainly not going down anytime soon.
"s**t, s**t, s**t." Midas was useless against youma.
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