Karl punctured the next one, saving the shell in case Rae needed more materials. Then he pinned one down with his tail as the Orc gleefully stabbed it with his pitchfork, using [Cleave] to kill it.
{Good work.} Karl congratulated him, and realized this form could only speak Serpent.
"Thanks. Is that a skill, or was the other one a skill?" The Orc asked.
{Both of them are skills, actually. My natural form is much less impressive to look at.} Karl laughed.
Karl smashed his way through the small group of crabs, then let the Orc go to rejoin his Clan. It was a good chance to go for a flight in dragon form, and see just how fun it was to fly on your own.
