Chapter Three

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"Kill it!" Collin shouted as the slug-like creature slithered closer toward him.

Alana swung her sword at the creature, "You're such a baby." The slug dodged the swipe, squirming away from the woman. Grimacing, Alana continued to chase after it, jabbing at its soft body.

"You okay over there?" Rhiannon glanced over at Collin, her grip tightening on the axe.

"I'm fine. Just kill it," Collin inched farther away from the creature so that he was hugging the wall.

Chasing after the slug thing, Alana was so focused on the one that she failed to notice the others until she was almost upon them. After impaling the slug on her blade, she looked up when she felt something slimy touch her shoulder. Alana winced and flung it away from herself.

"I got it," Rhiannon yelled as she swung her axe at the creature. It squirmed around momentarily before succumbing to death.

"Is it dead?" Collin wheezed.

Rhiannon glanced at the unmoving beast. "Yeah, it's dead. I give you the honor of cleaning it up."

Collin shook his head vehemently. "No way. Let someone else take care of it. I need a shower really bad." He made a disgusted face.

"Let's worry about the body after we shower." Alana groaned.

Agreeing on that plan, the three of them stumbled into the showers, covered in slime. "I never want to see those things again," Rhiannon grumbled.

Alana scrubbed at her hair. "I'll feel this stuff even after it's gone. I hate it when there's slime in my hair."

"You're hair? That thing spit in my mouth." Collin made a gagging noise.

"I didn't see you doing anything to help." Rhiannon shut the water off and began to put her clothes back on. "We're going to need some new clothes soon Alana. The ones we've got are getting old."

Alana groaned, "I know, but there's nothing I can do about it. We don't exactly have the materials lying around here to make some."

"Sorry to ruin your happy moment," Collin said, "but what are we going to do about these monsters?"

"It was only a little one." Rhiannon glared at Collin as he stepped out of the stall. "We took care of it. We'll get some of the witches to take care of the barrier."

Alana was done now. "That's still holding thankfully, just a little glitch."

"We'd all be dead if it wasn't," Alana added.

"I don't see how you guys can be making jokes." Collin eyed the two girls.

"What's wrong with that?" Rhiannon picked the axe up and held it up menacingly.

Collin tensed. "Our situation. I don't see how you two can joke about it. If you like to joke so much then maybe we should joke about Astrid."

Alana slapped Collin. 'Don't you dare talk about Astrid like that."

Collin's hand caressed his injured face. "Whatever. Look, I should get going." Collin gave Alana a quick kiss and then hurried out.

"Where's he running off too?" Rhiannon asked.

"He's meeting with some of the humans. Trying to pep them up," Alana growled.

Rhiannon stared at Alana incredulously. "Collin? Cheer people up? That's a laugh." She moved closer to Alana. "You know he's an idiot. You don't want to break up with him so forgive him."

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