Trying hard not to scream.

[sharpwit]

Sharp just stood there, looking at Primeval with a mixture of fear and morbid curiosity. I wonder what she'll do to me? he asked himself, excited despite the gravity of the situation.
Then he saw the almost imperceptible change in her expression: her eyes narrowed, her jaw clenched, and her ears flickered back in almost a blink of an eye. 
So this is how it ends, Sharp thought to himself, willing himself not to look away. I suppose there's nothing left to do but accept it.
And then he saw it. Her forehead glowed with bright light as she shot and energy beam- right by his face. He could feel it skim away some fur and skin- not a lot, but just enough to leave a scratch- as it shot its way to a target just behind him. A short scream let him know that it found its mark.
Sharp staggered a bit to the ground, the slight burn on his cheek smoking. It seemed to be the only real thing at the moment, as if everything else were fading to obscurity.
It was then when Sharp passed out, realizing just how close he was to death.