Auria finished off what she thought was her third or fourth crab-spider thing and hugged the handle of her hammer to her chest, panting. Why the small fry? Why were they wasting time, actually killing these things, instead of just fending them off?
Are you askingfor another Behemoth? she asked herself, part in disbelief and part in derision. She shook her head. Whatever this thing was, it wasn't going to be as bad as the Behemoth.
Auria worked her way over to Fox as she killed her quarry. "Fox? I think we should regroup and just wait for this thing to show up. Killing the small-fry isn't really getting us anywhere."
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Date: 2009-02-25 08:48 pm (UTC)Are you askingfor another Behemoth? she asked herself, part in disbelief and part in derision. She shook her head. Whatever this thing was, it wasn't going to be as bad as the Behemoth.
Auria worked her way over to Fox as she killed her quarry. "Fox? I think we should regroup and just wait for this thing to show up. Killing the small-fry isn't really getting us anywhere."