[With a mighty yell, Graham pushes the golem off of him and slides out of the way just in time to avoid the creature's fist hitting right where he was standing. He seems to have listened to Billy anyway, and has confused the creature at the same time by ducking and sliding right under its legs. Graham was now mostly blocked from the shotgun's range as well.]

I'm slower and weaker... But I'm still faster than a pile of rocks! Is this even a happy story? I can't even tell, but I'll take what I can get right now!