Trembling slightly, Taden grips his small scimitar tightly and looks around. Things weren't supposed to just disappear. After looking to Target, he whimpered and took a small step forward, "Whyfor me think it going to eat me?"
((Readying to attack if anything appears next to Taden...))
Taden stands next to Target, but nothing strikes him.
End Round 1
Begin Round 2
"What do you want? Just go!" says the man. Kadan pulls out his spear, ready to strike. He looks for any sign of the creature; perhaps a shimmering, but can't find it.
*Lok-Nar takes out his flail, looking about for the creature. If he can't hear it, he looks around for a blood trail from the blast he gave it a moment ago and follows it.*
"YES!" Taden yells out, not realizing how loud his voice is from nervousness. He looks around, crouches slightly out of embarrasment, then whispers, "Give box then we goes home now please?"
"Box? What box?" the man says, confused. "Can you untie me now? P-p-please don't eat me! I won't taste good! Maybe if you baked me with some parsley for ten hours in the oven, but n-n-not even then!"