Huh? You don't get it. But you attempt to nod encouragingly, regardless, and— oh! You never swished your tail for him! You have to go roaming all the way to the back of you to find it, but there we go: swish, swish.

Tiny Gil grins at you, then hop-jump-skips down Ramsey's lizard browridge, hooks himself around a scaly outcropping, and spreads his left hand, which peels back into a— a— a metal thingy? It's so tiny. You're sorry, Gil. Or, no, wait. Wait! Wait! You know what it is!

Tiny Gil's left hand peels back into a custom-built flamethrower, which he proceeds to apply to Ramsey's lizard eyeball. WOOHOO! YEAH! Ramsey, who had her giant black teeth pinned around your neck, makes the careful and reasoned decision to release said teeth. GWHOAURHGHGRRRGHHHHHHH!!, Ramsey enunciates, her lizard eyeball blistering; she lurches backward a couple steps, then sideways, apparently readying for a revenge body-slam. Pssh! Your wormy agility is far superior— but you don't need it, because her sideways step brought her feet in contact with, um, the bonfires ringing the arena. Lucky has been busy? GWWWRRRRAAAAAARRRRR!!!! says Ramsey, unappreciative of his hard work.

It's possible that you're not a very effective fighter when you're buried inside a worm. But you'd rather say this: you were probably holding back until you woke up properly. Killing Ramsey while unconscious? Unthinkable! This is your evildoer to slay!

>How do you kill Jean Ramsey? You have sun powers, God powers, worm powers(?), and The Sword still lodged in her chest somewhere, as well as whatever else you can think of.

>[1] Write-in. (No roll. Just make it cool. I can and will doctor it to make it even cooler, so feel free to submit any ideas you have, even if they're fuzzy.)