jp1885 wrote:
If Lepus is brutally honest, the matter of Miss Ravenscroft's life is neither here nor there. Perchance she deserves to perish at the hands of the abomination she has created?
However, it would also be an obvious kindness to put the tormented beast out of its misery, and so he rummages in his sack for an explosive stone and makes ready to bounce it off the floor towards the pair, in the event of his companions' weapons failing to have the desired effect.
With uncanny accuracy, Lepus tosses the explosive pebble directly at the creature, striking it in the middle of its clay-like face.
The result renders the creature's countenance even more ghastly in appearance than it was before, as the resulting explosion renders one eye entirely destroyed, leaving only a open wound, from which thick ichor drips. Driven to a state of brute madness by the barrage of attacks, the creature lashes out at William with its mighty fists.
No doubt because of its reduced vision, it fails to strike at its enemy, or even come anywhere near him.
As if unaware of the danger to which she is exposing herself, Miss Ravenscroft rushes to the side of the creature, offering such comfort as is natural to the female sex. The creature, in turn, whose sudden and extreme changes of emotion cannot fail to be obvious, welcomes her embraces, blubbering and sobbing as any injured infant, while also turning towards the adventurers from time to time, hissing and snarling at them with obvious malevolence.