"No shit," I hissed, grabbing Eric by the back of his shirt and hauling him a step back from Derek, because I knew we were both better off if we could get out of his way.

"Derek," I said, and it was maybe a warning, because I could hear other things in the coming dark, things wailing in the distance. We needed to go. I had a feeling we were about to see him tear that thing to pieces and any other time, I might've actually enjoyed it. But right then, getting off on watching Derek claw something apart didn't seem like a priority.