Joseph pulled his gun to fire at the manticore when suddenly, he noticed something disturbing...
There wasn't just one. There were TWO.
And they were headed towards Wolf and Danny.
"Frack!" he said, drawing Glamdring and his knife and charging toward the lion-beasts. One of them had reached Danny, but she was handling it well. The feline went to help her, but was interupted when a ginat spike went right past his face. The other manticore rushed at him, hungry for blood. Joseph threw himself forward and got under the beast, then jammed his knife upwards into the beast's ribcage. Th manticore thrashed and shot out spikes at random. Joseph drew out his dagger and rolled out from underneath the flailing beast, but as he did, the manticore's claws raked his injured left shoulder, tearing through bandages and skin alike. Wincing, he got up and tossed his dagger, which cut off the other Manticore's tail. It glanced at Joseph for only a fraction of a second, but that fraction of a second was fatal for the beast as Danny plunged her sword through its chest. The feline caught his dagger and sheathed both it and Glamdring, then rushed over to Danny and Wolf.
Joseph pulled out a medical kit and began to dress his friend's wounds.
"For future reference," Joseph said, panting, "I only read people's minds by my own will." He grinned despite the renewed pain in his shoulder. "Perhaps after this episode, we should all talk about ourselves... THOUROUGHLY."