[Wren follows Pidonus' gaze to the wound. Guilt wells up within her as she realizes it was her doing, but before she can express it, her tactical mind kicks in, and she takes note of the encroaching mucus. She looks back to the creature shrouded in the same miasma, then immediately grabs Pidonus by one arm and pulls her away.]
Be careful — I think it's that slime that's doing it!
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Be careful — I think it's that slime that's doing it!