Schllllgh.

The bolt that had Varanense had fired sunk deep into the lizard's eye. Even though Varanense's crossbow was more like a handheld ballista, the bolt quickly lost speed as it passed through the lizard's dense eyes. Even though his crossbow could easily pass the flesh and bone of smaller creatures, the sheer size and density of the lizard was enough to be an even match. The lizard, however, didn't respond. Even though it had suddenly lost some of its vision, the lizard stood it's ground and continued to hold the considerable amount of dirt within it's gullet. It was a good attempt, but it wasn't enough. Not for this lizard.

His call for help went unanswered. Dahlia was much more of a spartan teacher than her demeanor made her out to be, apparently.