Variava barely had a second to react before Grimm had flung himself between himself and the beast that appeared out of mid air. He mouthed a quick "Thank you" To himself, not finding the words to say it right then. He rolled to the side to gain a vantage point from which he could shoot the beast, and help out his savior. He quickly drew his bow, his eyes flaring up with red light as he took very short aim and pulled out an arrow, shooting one arrow at the beasts head. Another second, one arrow at the body of the snake. He quickly opened his bag and picked up his whittling knife, which he in turn, grabbed by the tip of the blade and whipped it at the beasts body. He began throwing all manner of things from his bag, varying from rocks to his own sling. He was in the moment, and throwing just about everything he could at the large reptile.