((finally some action))
Xan held his tomahawk over his head, ready to smash the poor slog. As he brought it down, it was suddenly caught by Thy's hand.
"Xan, no need for that here."
Xan gave him a look like Thy just committed a crime, "But, the sligs-"
"The sligs have nothing to do with this slog, if they did, he would have already attacked us."
Xan cocked his head, letting Thy's answer soak into his brain. Thy put his palms together and began to chant. In his medatation, he was able to communicate with Rubix.
"Why have you come here, slog, you know you do not belong."
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