And idea comes to mind as you watch the kooky cultists work out their, uh... differences–one that’ll require cracker-jack timing and a bit of luck, but you’ve got both of those in spades, don’t you?

… oh man, you hope this works… You’re not sure if it’s intentional or not, but the support arches don’t seem to be spaced evenly–you’ll have to ask about that if you don’t die in the next few minutes! Still, you get the feeling these goofballs don’t know either…

“Won’t be but a minute!” Chirps the Mzz’goe’virr as his partner’s already-bulbous eyes grow even bigger, “Why’s your damned neck so thick!?”

“Z-zhorry…”

“Typical Hink! Always getting us into trouble! ALWAYS!”

Enjoyable as their antics are, you get the sneaking suspicion that the next arc is coming up soon! Evoking some of your favorite fuzzball’s theatrics, you gasp like an extra from a 50’s Sci-Fi Flick and drop to the ground!

DUCK!

Both cultists pause to send a derisive glare your way!

“Rrr yrr jrgng?”
“We can HEAR, you know.” Adds the Mzz’goe-Mage with a scoff! “Now let me strangle my partner here and I’ll be right with y-”[s]poiler]https://www.youtube.com/shorts/EbXUSatsCPw?feature=share[/spoiler]

>CONTD.