"Stupid girl! Look what her door DID to my armor!" snapped A. Joe, waving one of his wings. The metal plating had some rather deep tooth imprints in it, and was loosening.
"Don't worry, I'll fix it soon," replied Oath. One wouldn't think the Chimerantula to be a metalworker, but he was actually quite an expert at it. His front legs worked surprisingly well as secondary hands, able to handle small tools efficiently enough.
"So...we're hunting for a Moonling now. They're good fighters too..." mused A. Joe.
"Of course," laughed Oath. "Of course."
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