"Ooooh! I like your thinking better than mine. Got more vines? I can try and keep it off its feet while you get more if we need."

The boar is definitely struggling to push back to its feet. Tommy sighs and shifts a bit before delivering a punch to the side of the thing's skull. His fist blurs with speed at the motion. Not fast enough to break through skin and bone. Fast enough to knock it out.

All done with a careful hit, calculated on the fly.

"I'm not sure I can drag it alone. Guess I could run back to find people to help..."