Books’ pebble sword came together easily enough, but it was flimsy, and not held together very well. The pebbles had a hard time sticking together, and the sword looked like it would only be good for a couple strikes before it would fall apart. Meanwhile Rae’s fire seemed to be doing even worse, as, not only did it drain Rae’s energy, but the streams of fire from her hands fizzled out barely any distance away from her, not even reaching the ratbug.

Gwazi, meanwhile, was not only already in close proximity to the creature, but he also wielded a much more reliable weapon. As he slashed his sword at its limbs, each strike hit, and every hit did some damage. While the ratbug’s new limbs and wings were a bit thicker and a bit tougher than the previous ones, they were still no match for Gwazi’s sword, as the creature’s wings were chopped up like paper snowflakes and his legs started to collapse under him as Gwazi’s attacks continued. No longer able to hold itself up, the ratbug screeched in pain as it toppled onto its side. Helpless on the ground, a powerful stab through the head from Gwazi managed to silence the thing. It growled and whimpered in pain for only a few seconds before its body fell limp. 

Muse let out a long whistle. “Wow.” she said in amazement. “That was, um… wow.” she spoke up, looking around as the village people seemed to be relaxing only marginally, still stuck to the cavern walls as none of them dared come closer. “We um… that was… yeah.” she continued, awkwardly nodding her head at the villagers. “Yyyeah.” She then more closely examined the ratbug, kicking its corpse gently just to confirm that the thing was dead. “We should, um, probably get going now…” she continued, looking towards the roleplayers. Then, looking back at the village folk, “And, um… have a nice day?”