Yella and Ivy work to free the pig creature. Even moving the smaller debris proves challenging because any shift in the pile's weight could inflict more wounds on the pinned mutant. But Yella's sharp mind and Ivy's fast hands are more than suited for the task. Valla turns her attention to the darkness. A click, chitin against chitin, catches her ear. There is another click, then another. She hears an inhuman voice, piping and inquisitive.
"Dah da chum? Da dah chee?"
A multitude of inane voices answer it. The creature beneath the rubble squeals, eyes wide with horror.