GRAND TWEET V: it's over!

"They're onto usss. Sssound the alarm."

The Reaptiles allied, prepared to defend their operation.

Dark Lord Bahamut's blessing fades, Catarath terrestrialized and unable to answer.

Clacks, clacks in the deep.

"Well, that's a yes and a yes. I'll swing over and take us in."
The drone veers down, dipping into the sewer entrance and slowly descending

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Snake-Thaumaturge brain and Un-Crustacean brawn, a potent combination.

"Give the order."

"It was your brilliant idea to hang onto my outside, mate. Why don't you climb in and sit on Sheena's lap?"

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"No time for ship teases!"

Shelena leapt out of the cockpit and clocked the nearest snakeman with a flying snake kick (the irony!).

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"Hiss and clack, bend and claw, capture these intruders and squeeze them raw!"

Un-deceased Lobsterfolk surge forth, toppling stalls.

Marlin mayhem, Flounders flounder.

Catarath draws the shovel

"Time to get cracking."

"All right Jimmy my boy, now would be a better time to use your cigars, seeing as I'm low on ammo and we're in low light."

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"Cover me!"

Shelena yells as she creates a miniature orb of light.

The Reaptiles shriek and fall back.

"Well to be perfectly clear, you need to chuck them outside of the cock pit and towards the, uh, bad guy things."

Cleaving shell and sinew, Catarath leaves fish to fend for themselves. Necromancers come first.

"Deputized Gravekeepers, find their idols."

He makes a bit of a dip towards Sheena. "Just like that, perfect example. Except you hit em with the boomsticks""

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Their biggest warrior, a Necrocodile, steps forth, apparently immune to the blinding light and heat.

His fist exploded into... water? Uh oh.

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Catarath points at a glowing tentacular shrine, gestures.

"Jimmy. Kaboom. Inferior serpents further weakened."

Back to cleaving fangs.

A cigar thunks Shelena on the head. She got the cue, and smashes the ground, sending flames everywhere. Some cigars light up.

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"Looks like we have the synergy bit down pat. Now we just need to work on target selection." Reginald steers towards one of the shrines.

"Reginald. Quick. Cannot sustain."

Catarath's flames challenge necrocodile torrents.

"Come on Jimmy, let 'er rip!"