Daniel's chest heaved, eyes rolling back as the Master turned his anger on him.

It was sudden and terrifyingly fast, like a dog turning on someone in less than a second and trying to tear their hand off. He didn't even have time to react before the Master was on him, right along with the drums, loud, thundering, and deafening that it made his ears hurt. The Master sank into him and ripped at whatever he could find. Daniel wasn't even aware of the fact that he tried to jerk out of the grip, only knew that he was shaking violently, and every instinct needed him to get away.