He didn't know his name. That was how irrelevant this man was but if he allowed him to open his mouth and alerted the others everything would be ruined. Philip launched forward, pulling him inside the room by the collar and closing the door loudly with his leg. The man fought, trying to escape his grip and both of them found themselves on the floor.
Philip got punched and the guy stumbled, trying to reach the handle and escape but he wouldn't let him. He grabbed his shirt, ripping it before he turned his body and brought him all back. The guy landed on the floor again with Philip violently headlocking him. He took out his claws, ripping the warrior's skin and the man hissed, feeling the ripped flesh. He didn't let go of him though. He couldn't. Philip couldn't think that they would fail so early on.
