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[color=34c9cd]"Yea, you'd better run!"[/color]

[color=888888]— Luana Roycroft[/color][/center]

[@Rune_Alchemist][@Crimson Paladin]

Light.

Once the drake backed off, Luana was entirely in view. Her spear looked like a dead festive tree, topped with a spear head. The branches were all split and broken, some collapsing to the ground once their prey backed away. She locked eyes on the drake, who looked back at them. Neither one wore an expression. The drake had nothing smart to say this time, and just rolled away. Luana dropped her shoulders. She hadn't let go of her spear yet. 

But maybe she could help her friend up.

Luana took her time strolling up to where Ethelred had fallen and offered her hand. [color=34c9cd]"Thanks for the save you two. I didn't feel like breaking my hip again."[/color] Her fingers wiggled as she waited for Ethelred to pull himself up. 

While Lonan assessed the situation, Luana returned her spear to its normal shape. [color=34c9cd]"If we can't kill it, then maybe it would be best to return to the castle. At the very least, we learned normal weapons aren't too effective on it. Any trap we construct will need to be powerful enough to cut clean through its limbs, or blow it to smithereens."[/color] She was grinning from ear to ear. [color=34c9cd]"A hunt is never a waste so long as you learned something new."[/color] She dropped her eyebrows. [color=34c9cd]"And maybe those other two weirdos can lend us a hand next time."[/color]