The sharp spikes protruding from the alien’s knuckles narrowly missed the Doctor’s head as he ducked the blow.
“Can we at least talk about this first?” the Doctor asked, scrabbling out of the way. “I mean you’re being a bit rude; you haven’t even let me introduce myself yet.”
With a snarl his assailant lumbered around, aiming another blow at the Doctor and getting the spikes on its fist jammed in the trunk of an ironwood tree.
“That’s what you get for being a bully.” Grinning maniacally, the Doctor grabbed Rose by the hand. “That won’t hold him long. Run!”