And it tears off. There's a terrible, horrible, almost squelch-like noise that is definitely going to haunt Peter's nightmares forever. Or it would be added to the cycle of things he has nightmares about. Like he needed more.

He makes a horrified face as it hits him that he's holding a severed hand. A severed. Human. Hand.

"UGH!" Peter cries out, throwing the hand as hard as he can to get it as far away from him as possible. It hits a goblin and apparently knocks it down. Well that was. Unexpected.

"Don't ever ask me to do that again-ohmygod I'm gonna be sick." Peter complains, trying to fight back a bout of bile as he moves.