The bolt that Varanense had fired struck true. His bolt sunk deep within the lizard's nostril, embedding itself deep within. Had the beast not been mostly still, then it would be an amazing shot. Instead, it was just what needed to be done. The lizard, however, barely reacted outside of a recoil of pain. It still bidded its time, its stomach flat on the ground.

Right after the path was clear and the chance of friendly fire was lowered, Kori's attack was much more... intense. As she thrust her blade in the wound, what she pierced was not flesh; it was dirt. Her blade reached the deepest out of anyone, with half of the blade inside of the lizard. Though much of the wound may not have been her own doing, the reptile recoiled even further, almost hissing in pain from his new wounds.

But it didn't. The lizard remained eerily quiet.