The two of them are knocked clumsily to the floor and Warsman is about to drag the creature into some sort of lock- if, indeed, it has arms to lock- when their struggles reveal a curious fact. His vision may still be wavering too badly for him to make much sense of his opponent, but he can feel perfectly well and the body beneath his is distinctly human. Not only that, but it's a lot smaller and leaner than he is- strong, yes, but not monstrous.

Warsman hesitates, disarmed and loosening his grip before he even realises it. "Who are you?!" he spits out again, and this time his voice is edged with concern as well.