"Watch for the ooze," Thalesin said rolling out from where he had been, moments before the ooze struck where he had been standing. This beast just would not die, at least not as easily as Thalesin had hoped. Thalesin charged once more, switch to his axe and aiming at one of its clawed feet that clung to the edge in hopes to hack through it and make it loose its grasp and fall back into the abyss that it came from. Though the stench was unbearable from the undead creature, especially the closer one got to it, he had to nearly hold his breath while he swung at the creature for at least suffocating seemed like a better option that having to breath in the stench.