The satyr lunges, head down and horns poised to gore but Akantha is ready. She pulls back and strikes, sending him flying across the room into the back of a passing troll. The telkhine plows into Helga like an oxcart, gripping her throat in his massive webbed paw. Bad Dog pounces, tearing into him with tooth and claw, worrying at his thick neck as Akantha wraps her muscular coils tightly around his massive body and hooks taloned fingers into his gills. He drops Helga and topples, rolling over Bad dog. The troll waves the satyr by the leg over his head like a weapon, cursing and snarling as hundreds of glowing eyes turn to watch the fighting.
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