Charles' time spent aboard the Tranquility had certainly been an education in what it's like to feel danger grow teeth and bear down on you, but Charles has also fought monsters back before. He's shot them to death, crippled them with the panicky swings of a construction hammer in one particularly gruesome act of self-defence, slithered his influence into the minds of those more powerful than he to wipe them out.

This one bites his hand raised in automatic defence in a sudden easy crunch of bone and gristle, making his vision go white, and the next thing he knows--

--either distance quiets his yells, but more likely his head smacking into rock as he's dragged away had something to do with it too.

The dinobear remaining slams its bony head into what's remaining of the structure, more crazed than confused and set on destruction. By the time it swings around to look at David, he'll notice that one of its little nocturnal eyes has been gouged away, leaving only tracks of gore in thick hide. It doesn't seem to mind, or in any way let it hinder it, issuing an animalistic bellow, blood-flecked.