[ With the one kid safely on his feet Steve lets go of him, a half step behind Bucky. Watches the scene play out: Bucky grabbing the girl, those sharpened claws slashing toward them.
Potential action flashes in that small space of time it takes to reach them.
Catches an open space between its foreclaws as it goes for another strike—
—the toe of his boot slams into its underside, sends its flying like a soccer ball clear across the field, toward the border edge of the base camp and beyond sight. ]
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Potential action flashes in that small space of time it takes to reach them.
Catches an open space between its foreclaws as it goes for another strike—
—the toe of his boot slams into its underside, sends its flying like a soccer ball clear across the field, toward the border edge of the base camp and beyond sight. ]