"…"
"…"
(Huh…. This was really….. Way too fucking easy?) – thought confused ClownFrog.
(I mean, I thought she would be at least be able to wound me or something…. But did she really had died like that? A extremely pathetic dead?)
(Jezus Christ, and here I thought that the church and dwarves were over greedy and over prideful bastards.)
"?"
ClownFrog looked to the side, only to have the thunder spirit beast ram into him, electrocuting him.
"…"
"Huh. You still here?" – asked ClownFrog, before then aiming with his scythe staff at the creature.
"[Nature Claws]." – ClownFrog fired off a giant spiral column of thorn vines at the creature, causing it to get impaled once again.
".."
(Huh… I guess implanting won't be killing those things? This is second time I did that.)
"…"
"And you fucking know that I can still tell where you are, queen?" – asked ClownFrog while looking towards the scorched area.
"…"
