With the bugs jumping out in an ambush, Moosie…let her adventuring buddy take this one because, well, insect! Ugh, she already had to clean slime off of herself a handful of times, and that wasn’t great. Watching the tiny guy fight with ooooo, shiny magics, the half-orc was completely caught off-guard by the rats and slime jumping out from her other side.

Drooling slightly at the instance she was hit, and just staring at the enemies dully as rats, and then common green slimes approach, the female warrior snapped out of it long enough to let out a battle cry, [color=IndianRed]“HOYA HOYA HOY-YAH!”[/color] Attempting to grab the nearest monster, she would throw it at the next nearest monster reflexively.

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On the other side of things, a certain golden slime in the very next area was loitering peacefully in a flower field. Goorudosuraimu wasn’t usually so lax, but it was a terribly nice day, and it had been a while since it made a flower crown to wear. Typically Goorudosuraimu preferred actual treasures, real crowns from a dragon’s hoard, but when it often spawned out here like this, it had to make do.