[Mikleo, dragon-shaped and possibly carrying one or two of the party, hisses in frustration as the Uvi vanish into their seaweed lair, taking a futile swipe at the last one with his claws. he misses, and the hissing turns into an angry snarl of pain as he jerks his foot back. it's not as well-protected as the rest of his body, and there's a welt forming along the side of it already, the skin under the small scales swelling and reddening.]
No part of this was going to be easy, I suppose...! Who's got abilities that can help get through this?
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No part of this was going to be easy, I suppose...! Who's got abilities that can help get through this?