12-23-2021, 09:17 PM
Grym winced following the ringing of a gunshot. Idiot inquisitor using firearms in these tunnels would blow out their eardrums. Instead, Grym drew the battle axe from its holster. It was double-sided and made of ultra-lightweight steel honed to a razor’s edge. The creatures scattered at their feet. Grym sliced through what she could, but the dead carcasses caught her eye. At first she thought they were small Chupacabra, but when she flashed her light on one, she gasped. They were unlike anything she’d ever seen before. She grabbed one by the leg and smacked it on the wall until it went limp. She didn’t want it dead, but it couldn’t be biting around either. She stuffed the thing in a shoulder bag and Z and Jerry returned. Grym nodded in agreement. She wanted to get out of there before the gods realized they were still around.
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