[A hole was torn clean through the second octopus' mantle, spraying an odd fluid. The creature shuddered as the large head sack pulsated, but it wasn't given the chance to recover. Its face was bashed in, as promised, by the hammer. With a bellow that wavered and weakened into a grunt, the octopus fell, twitching in the grass.
The first clicked its beak in glee and it snatched out with all eight of its tentacles, grabbing for the Gunslinger.]
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The first clicked its beak in glee and it snatched out with all eight of its tentacles, grabbing for the Gunslinger.]