The bat watching Brooklyn was one that had been sent out earlier to hunt for food for the Skeksis. Brooklyn could see and hear many strange sounds and creatures. He didn't know when sunrise would come, so he decided to sit down and take a break for awhile. He had been walking for awhile after all. He also knew he really wanted something to eat. His hunger felt like it could take on a personality of its own. He just wanted to go home.
Suddenly, Brooklyn heard a strange clicking noise and he quickly jumped to his feet. In front of him were 10 huge beetle like creatures. The Garthim! "What on Earth?" He said in shock.
He saw that they were ready for battle, and he began to get ready for a fight. As the Garthim closed in on him, Brooklyn un-caped his wings and his eyes flared white, as he was trying to scare them, but it didn't. They kept on coming.
The Garthim surrounded him and they started snapping at him. His strength was strong enough that he did manage to scratch some and he pulled the arm out of one. But he realized that he couldn't take on so many of these things.
He tried to dodge their snaps as best he could, but one of them managed to get too close and closed its left claw around Brooklyn's middle, cutting his skin. Brooklyn cried out in pain and jammed his talons into the claw. The Garthim now let go in pain.
Brooklyn clutched the wound, but saw that he was too far outnumbered. Even though he was in pain, he turned and ran. One Garthim even tried to block him, but spreading his wings, he jumped over him. Gliding away would have been the best option, but he didn't know where to head to. But he landed on the other side of it, then took off on all fours instead. He got away from them quite fast.
He ran deep into the swamp. Once he stopped to catch his breath, he noticed his stomach was still bleeding. He didn't have any bandages with him, so he didn't know what to do, aside from two options, use his wings, or use his loincloth, but whoever ran into him wouldn't want to see that on him, he was sure. He decided to use his wings. He had once wrapped his wings around his waist long ago before he had ridden his first and only motorcycle that he and Lex and Broadway had built together. He wrapped his wings around himself. That would do for now.