[color=#007FFF][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]		    bore witness to the writhing of Arrayah’s flesh in response to his strike, to her wailing, to the warping growth of her already grotesque visage. Stepping back a foot or two, Farren’s Beastflayer ended up in one hand as the other unholstered his remaining Blunderbuss, raised it and then fired it almost point blank into the writhing mass of Arrayah’s flesh, more curious at the effect rather than the efficacy of the attack.

As swiftly as he could, Farren holstered the weapon once more and twisted in place, winding up to lash out with the Beastflayer again, this time in its extended whip-flail form.