[He nods and tries his best to lift his upper body as much as he can using his elbows. Since he fell forward, one hand remained gripping his sword, so he has a slight advantage. Though this stuff really is stickier than it looks, and he's gritting his teeth as he struggles to bring the blade closer to the man's arms. All the while another pumpkin flies overhead to spew more of the candy onto them, as if it wasn't enough trying to accomplish this task in a timely manner with a giant pumpkin slowly lumbering towards them.
Somehow, he manages to loosen his arms just enough to carefully swipe the blade underneath the man's arm, cutting through the thickened goop with relative ease. Then, scooting as close as he can, he extends the blade and tries to free his other arm. Which leaves the blade uncomfortably close to the other's body in the process.]
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Somehow, he manages to loosen his arms just enough to carefully swipe the blade underneath the man's arm, cutting through the thickened goop with relative ease. Then, scooting as close as he can, he extends the blade and tries to free his other arm. Which leaves the blade uncomfortably close to the other's body in the process.]