As Brody stomped across the lawn in a rage, he saw the little monster get to his feet only a few moments after his crash-landing. 'Tough little shit', he thought. 'Good, it'll give me more time to pound him into a fucking puddle'.
Brody saw the demon wobble around the corner of the cottage, and sped up his pace of pursuit. He came around the corner with a growl in his throat. He only saw Kate standing in the doorway, eyes wide and not focused on him. In his rage, he bellowed, "Where is that piece of shit!"