Sober Up Its About to Be Bad

"Lieutenant you need to sober up." They were in hiding, Peter had found a burned out building to stash Rolando in while the Lieutenant sobered up, the spiders were on the hunt he had heard people running across them and coming out the worse for it. Rolando was barely functioning. Peter with his new abilities could tell that it wasn't an actual injury other than being drunk.

"You need to screw off armor man, I don't need your help." Rolando tried to stand up and immediately fell over. Peter looked at him with disgust, he'd just leave him to the spiders, but the Fire God said he was necessary to save and so Peter was saving him whether he wanted to or not. Peter pulled him to his feet and gave him a hard smack across the face and then held him up, he half expected Rolando to shift, but the man just drunkenly stood there blood forming at his lip.

"I'm trying to save your stupid ass, and if not for me those things out there would be eating you or gods know what else, if not for the Fire God I'd turn you over right now."

"I'd kick your ass if I wasn't drunk."

"You'd try." Peter didn't always feel comfortable fighting, but he felt comfortable even with shifting he could turn Rolando into pulp. Peter smelled them before he saw them, the spiders had found him and Rolando. At this point he figured either one or both of their scents must have been in the beasts, though he didn't know spiders had noses. The first spider through the door was a normal type one, normal except for the size, that of a small dog. Peter turned it into pulp only for another more man spider to attack from the side. It used webbing to trap his hammer, Peter didn't panic, he just charged forward with his fists. He remembered Adri used to say he lacked technique, but with his size what he hit would suffer. And the spider person was no different. Aided of course by the strength given to him by the fire god, his fist splattered it against the wall. Though more were coming. Peter freed his hammer and grabbed Rolando by the arm and told him to get moving.

"Man I could use a drink." Rolando stumbled forward, and Peter followed him, thinking he too could use a drink. It was going to be a long night.