It was done. 

Twich closed and sealed the lid on the second cauldron, the kobold wiping his brow a little before stepping outside of his lab/lair in order to recruit some imps in order to carry the bloody things to the dwarves via Clotho's tunnels. If anything had been learned from the operation so far it was that a means for team members to communicate with each other over long or medium distances needed to be created as soon as possible; For all he knew Clotho's swarm had been discovered by the dwarves and there was currently a full scale war between her forces, the dwarves and some sort of squid monster army that had been living in the lower mines that they had not been aware of or been able to account for until now.

Granted, the squid monster army was a [i]bit[/i]of a wild card but the point remained that reliable communication between team mates was going to be a must in the future. Besides, poisonous gas worked on squid monsters, right?

It didn't take long to gather his carrier imps together and get the cauldrons moving down the tunnels that Clotho's bugs had left behind. For the security of the dungeon they were going to have to be caved in once all was said and done but for now they were useful; Twich and the imps were creatures of tunnels by nature and even weighed down by the cauldrons progress should have been rather quick. 

He just hoped the situation hadn't gotten to far out of claw in the meantime.