Scri watched the slog carefully, it was almost as if it was staring back at her, if it had eyes, that is. It began growling at her, and stepped on its bone. Scri came to the conclusion that it was getting terratorial, and didnt want her anywhere near it while it was eating its prize. a few quick calculations later, scri (who was on the adventurous side, after all) decided that she would stay where she was and see what the slog could do. She may have been forced to do menial labour for far too long, but Scri still kept her mudanchee reflexes and she could easily dodge an attack from the slog at her distance.
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Again, i'm still not dead! I'm like a final boss!
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