Titanica fired her atomic breath straight into the enemy, already burning several of the unfortunate soldiers still within her wake. Yet as he begins to advance, she notes several knights and paladins circling around her as they've begun to prepare their next move. The titan notes their presence, glaring at them with venomous eyes as she exhales a brunt snort. She was not scared of horseback riders. And as they charged into her hide, their lances were unable to penetrate through her thick scales. Titanica simply grunts at their pitiful attempt as she lifted her leg and stopped at the ground, producing a miniature earthquake to stun the nearby opponents.
Yet as she's about to stomp them into oblivion, she notes a swordsman running towards her with a blazing sword to boot. Once swung, it was finally able to crack a scale-piece off her right leg. Titanica issued a surprised "urk" before glaring down at him and kicking him away with her massive foot.
Then, as soon as one of the paladin's got distracted by a stray arrow flying fast his face, the titan earned her chance to counterattack. With a powerful heave, she stomped the ground as she issued a 360 degree spin that launched her long tail into the circling horseback riders. This should allow her to get some movement within the battle and to continue her assault.
"SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOONK!" she bellows loudly to continue intimidating her opponents.
Once the wardogs began to leave the area, Ian motioned them to quickly gather the herbs in front of them. Morgan responded as they began to careful extract them from the ground and into their small packets. As the armored knight did his thing over in one area, the mothwoman decided to move slightly away in order to scout out for other stray ingredients. Perhaps it was a good thing because she can vaguely overhear him rambling on and on about something. Something about making a name for the guild or something. She had no idea what he was saying in particular, but all she wanted was to get these ingredients and move along. Yet as she peeps around a log to grab another one of those grasses, she looks up only to turn white in absolute fear. There, just a feet from her was the snarling face of a lone Wardog glaring hungrily at her.
Maybe it was better to stay with them after all.
Morgan screamed as she dropped the pouch by the log as she attempted to escape. However, before she could get any farther away, the hound pounced on her.
"HELP!" she cried helplessly as she attempted to avoid getting mauled by the wardog by squirming underneath him and covering her face.
Thankfully, her calls of help would be answered by his comrades who immediately came to her aid. Ozzy would attempt to distract the creature by kicking it before the dog was slain by Ian's sword. Morgan was breathing quickly as she attempted to catch her breath from that terrifying episode.
"T-Thank you..." she replied as she coughed twice,
"I-I thought I was done for..."And indeed, as soon as Ian made her statement, they can all hear the growling of the rest of the pack coming from what seemingly was all around them. They were in absolute danger now. And with the dogs having tracked their scent, they can't simply hide away anymore.
"We need to go!" she answered panically,
"They have our scent!"She looks around for a quick exit before seeing a large tree behind her. That tree can easily house the three of them and from what she has heard, these wardogs were not good climbers. It was their only chance.
"There!" she called out as she points to the tree,
"That tree! We should be safe once we climb it!"
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