"Damn, that's one nasty creature. So are we going to fight it?!" she chirped eagerly; "Is it going to want to fight us?"
"Pay attention, look where its headed. . ."
At the base of the hill, the two lifted their gaze upwards- looking in awe at the monster- trying to calculate its trajectory.
"It's heading for the wireworms!" she shrieked excitedly.
"Precisely," he grunted; "I think our black furry friend intends to do the heavy lifting for us."
Excitement cackled through her in electric surges;
"I got ten gold coins on the wireworms!"
"Don't be absurd, this isn't a gambling opportunity. This is a teachable moment right here–"
He echoed;
"–if you had engaged the wireworms, sure, you would have killed it. However, a little patience has rewarded us with an even more exciting."
fuck. . .when did I become an old boring dude?
