[Horst rolls to the side, under the pew and then he gets up on the other side. If nothing else, it seems he was listening when this was still a lesson.

His shirt is ripped in at least three places, but the cuts have stopped bleeding at least. He eyes Yuca, and for a moment becomes distracted by the scars on Yuca's neck.

Then he jumps over the bench between them, to tackle Yuca to the ground]