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"Simon!" Brim yells, running to his aid. A Merm limps toward us. "Bastards!" She yells, kicking the thing sending it off in the directions of the dead merms. "Simon!" She says again, remembering she had found so healing glands, she quickly 

 

(Ok, I don't know how you put the spider glands on or in someone to heal the wound so...)

 

pressed it on him. "Simon! Are you ok? Please, say something!" She put 3 more on him, then looks at his hands. Bloody and torn, she gasps, not knowing what to do. She sheepishly takes both into her own hand, trying to clear the blood with some water mud goop. Blood from her face spills onto his chest, but she franticly wipes it off. "Are you ok?" She says quietly.

The ground shook again, two more tentacles arising out of the muck. Suddenly, a fireball flew out of nowhere and exploded, igniting both of the tentacles. Maxwell and his clones ran over, with Jack on his shoulder. The clones took out swords and finished off what was left of the merms.

 

"Well, I think that's enough of that. Apologies for not showing up sooner."

 

"....Thank god. Never thought i'd be happy to see you, for real..."

 

Clarice walked over to Brim and Simon.

 

"That's...that's not going to work, Brim.....maybe it's the stuff inside."

 

Clarice took the glands off of Simon, and after a minute of fidgeting around, managed to squeeze a pale pink gel of some sort out of one of them, and started applying it to his wounds.

(Just a note, Jack/Shelby is not a slurtle. He's a snail. An earth snail. Not a Don't Starvian one.)

Jack looks at Brim intently.

A new one, huh? I see... What's your name? I'm Shel-- no. Sorry, to used to that introduction. Jack. My name is Jack.

(Ehhh...I read that before, kind of didn't specify tiny armor, whatever, sorry XD)

 

Brim glares at Shel...uh, Jack. "Why do you need to know?" She challenges. "You brought us here, if you cared to do that, the least you can do is research our names." She snaps, playing with the grass on the floor. 

(So... You mean... Tiny snail armor for snails?)

Brought you here?

Jack laughed.

Sorry, you got the wrong guy. Normally it's this guy over here.

Shelby gestures to Maxwell.

I'm the one who's supposed to help you get out of here. Or at least, that's how it normally goes. Things are different now. Someone else is on the Throne.

Clarice finished tending to Simon's wounds.

 

"Alright...that should hold him for a while...uh....I think the Ring."

 

Maxwell looked up to the sky. A rift of shadow energies opened up. Someone else was coming in, falling straight down towards a stretch of savanna not too far from where they were.

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