What a beautiful day. A blessed day for Tyroden. The pixie warlord shed a single tear of happiness at what was in front of him. He hadn’t had this much fun since the Impaling of Bobbington in the Year of the Hrunning. Tyroden’s mouth watered at the thought of slaying such a humongous beast. It would be a tale to tell for the ages. 

“ YES!” Tyroden bobbed his tiny hands towards the squid. “ YOU HAVE HUGE TENTACLES. HUGE MEAT. HUGE GUTS TO HARVEST!” 

Lifting up his small tiny tinfoil appendages, Tyroden flailed his arms in a circular manner, apparently trying to invoke some sort of spell. Whilst the rat spat out a paltry storm of lightning towards the squid, Tyroden was making a storm of his own. The clouds parted from above, the sky cracking in two. Parting past the white was a warhammer that was falling down towards the skysquid at breakneck speeds. 

In the middle of his encantation, Tyroden shifted back into Fred who gaped up at the sight of the cephlapod abomination. 

“ Oh...oh….oh! I can help too!”  Fred’s fingers flexed together, bunching up as arcane power coruscated through his entire being. “ I cast…….Miracle of Meadows!” 

A golden ray spurted out from Fred’s hands and struck the skysquid dead-center. A second later, the skysquid’s entire body began to turn a brilliant shade of neon pink, changing color from the point of contact.