[Kal honestly wasn't sure where he was going either, he just knew he couldn't stop tossing the kid around or their chances to get out of this without more than a few scratches would go down exponentially as soon as he recovered enough to go at full-speed. He had managed to get his hand around his throat, and as tempting as it was to kill him by crushing it it seemed anticlimatic.

Instead he crashed him against a tree. Repeatedly. As soon as he was sure the kid would be out for a few minutes he'd focus on the legs.]