At long last, Roresa was satiated. Lazily, it lay its huge body down across the length of the Baron's room.
Just as it was about to doze off, its head suddenly perked up instinctively.
The smell of fresh flesh was approaching.
Although Roresa was no longer hungry, it stood back up on its six feet and looked out the shattered gemstone window with bemused interest.
One of the flesh creatures was walking towards the shattered window.
In her hands, she grasped a masterfully-crafted axe of gleaming blue adamantine.
"Alright, you son of a bitch," Skanky Burns said. "Time to die."
