As his claws tore apart another basilisk, Kori could hear the intestines of the reptilian beast sizzling as the foul stench of grilled, putrid meat had already filled the air. It was an aftereffect of Kori leaving the burning corpses scattered in every which way. They had no time to care for the bodies, nor would they care if they had time.
Lorwynn was also self-centered at the moment, frying all incoming basilisks from the inside out with lighting or shredding them to pieces with dancing swords created with holy energy.
"Not bad, Lorwynn," Kori commented. "You're a lot better than I expected you to be."
"Just because the God of Time managed to kill me before doesn't mean I can't handle myself now. He had eight levels on me and I was mortal. If we were equal level, I would've floor him," stated Lorwynn, chuckling along with the former Fox God.
"Fair." Just then, Kori blinked and sniffed. "Oh… We've got us another big one…"
