[color=ed1c24]"Hmm... I think I'll go help the camper. Looks like fun!"[/color] Xiang said as she took out her crimson blade. It's dark red, gemlike edge reflected a vile light through it's sheen. [color=ed1c24]"Angela, we have work to do~"[/color] Xiang unfurled her wings and took to the skies, flying high into the air. Very high. So high in fact, she had a hard time seeing the others below on account of the clouds she flew through. It'll take about a minute before she'd return, mostly because she lost track of where she was once she went up about one-thousand three-hundred feet. Meanwhile back on the ground the toads and adventurers continued to duke it out.

So far none of the toads have fallen, though one was suffering from a rather painful cause of cuts. Blood and saliva filled the toad's mouth as Quarel hacked away at it, the pain enough for him to actually manage to make the creature's mouth open with a split. As it would struggle to shut it's jaws again, it did have one more trick on it's tongue; the meaty appendage would attempt to wrap around Quarrel's arms and bound them to his body. And while his legs still get the toad's mouth open, the huge muscular tongue would kept Quarrel from constantly slashing the toad up. The toad's tongue struck fast and struck hard, trying to coordinate it's attack while forcing it's mouth shut to finish off Quarel once and for all.

As for Rita and Anemone, their combined efforts did succeed in doing some damage to the toad. Anemone's pike stuck out from the warty toad's back, causing it to bleed just a bit. It was certainly painful for the toad, but it only succeeded in making the creature angrier rather than scared. Looking at the two it had the choice to either attack Rita or Anemone, both equally satisfying targets. And while Anemone was the one who hurt the toad, it felt that Rita would still make for an easier meal; she was smaller and didn't have pointy weapons. So the toad shot it's tongue out at Rita with the intent to swallow her whole, just as the toad fighting Quarel did.

As for Daveon the toads continued their relentless assault, charging at him. In a surprising show of intelligence, the two toads launched their tongues towards Daveon, however they deliberately aimed towards his sides. This way if he tried to dodge either to the left or right, he'll run into a tongue. But that wasn't why they fired their tongue that way, certainly not. No they were aiming for a fallen tree behind Daveon, which they'd used their combined strength to pull back towards themselves, and possibly clobber Daveon over the head when that happens.

But not all was lost. Because it was still early in the morning, and two particular characters had just returned from shopping from the city. They took the boat, as they often did, and when they saw the party going on they just had to join. At Daveon's camp he may notice that when the toad's tongues impacted the tree it did not pull back as the toads had planned; big meaty arms held the old piece of lumber in place. At the pier, Quarel would feel the tongue wrapped around his body feel looser as an ethereal force field began to emanate from his body. Rita would suddenly feel her warhammer jerk in another direction, and if she's had a solid grip on it, the hammer would pull her out of the way of the toad's tongue. Or she'd be disarmed.

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