Talking monkey with a sword. Okay. Victor is prepared to accept that as a thing that's happening, especially since the monkey seems far more interested in using the sword on the monster than on him. He flips over and tears the remains of the limb off of his ankle, scrabbling backward to stay out of the way. Which means that he doesn't even need his precognition to see the thing overhead.

"Above you!" he shouts. It's not like throwing himself into the middle of everything is going to do any good.