One of the advantages of Jack's particular ability is that wounds heal quickly, far more quickly than they should for anyone who isn't a fixed point in time. He's feeling very few ill-effects from what felt like half a cave falling on him just two days ago, all his wounds now either healed or healing.

Yeah. The regenerative abilities are amazing.

When the creatures appeared, there seemed to be a few people around who were, if not expecting them, not as surprised as Jack is to see something he's never seen before, and that's saying something when you're as old and as well-traveled in time and space as he is.

Even if there's no sign of Rose or the Doctor here to protect, Jack's still ready to fight. He has his Webley drawn in an instant, aiming carefully at the giant scorpion.

Which decided to take it as a personal insult and lurched towards him, swinging its tail even as it takes the impact of the bullets.

Damn.

For a moment it looks like Jack's going to face another unpleasant death as the creature mimics his attempts to get away, but then somebody -- he has no idea who -- in some sort of weird armor leaps in and manages to grab the scorpion's tail with some sort of whip or something he's never seen before.

It gives Jack time to get away, to raise the Webley again and take a few more shots, though they don't seem to be doing much good.

And now he has to reload. This is not going to go well.

"Yeah. Thanks."