In the narrow corridor, Dellrak is unwilling to draw his bow. "We nae gon' touch these beasties," Dellrak shouts above the din. "Ley's gae'em a ain side a oos,"
He reaches for his axe and grabs it firmly with both hands before advancing on the one from the pond. For a moment, his blade appears translucent, before reappearing. Surely that was just a trick of the light.
He sees where Miss Imogen has positioned herself and shakes his head. "Lassie, gae oot a tha' corner, a do it the noo."
He swings furiously.
He reaches for his axe and grabs it firmly with both hands before advancing on the one from the pond. For a moment, his blade appears translucent, before reappearing. Surely that was just a trick of the light.
He sees where Miss Imogen has positioned herself and shakes his head. "Lassie, gae oot a tha' corner, a do it the noo."
He swings furiously.
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