A dark shadow appeared over me. I looked up just in time to see a massive hand reaching toward me, a hand huge enough to pick me up like a doll. I immediately jumped to the side, hit the ground with a roll, and rolled back to my feet several feet away from the unconscious sniper. I looked over to see who had been trying to grab me.
Standing near the unconscious sniper was a black man wearing wizard robes. He was completely bald, even though he looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties, but what stood out most was the huge, smoke-like hand extending from his back like some kind of weird scorpion tail. The hand was the same giant hand which had tried to grab me; because I’d managed to dodge it at the last minute, the hand had picked up nothing and was now clenched tightly around n
