GhastlySquash
Two Thousand Club
“But she smells so healthy.”
If the horn had been made of anything less than the finest materials, Mayella would have probably shattered it as she screamed in horror. "IT CAN TALK! BY THE DIVINES AND ALL THAT IS HOLY! STAY BACK!"
At this point, Mayella was moving towards the door. Maybe she could lure the beast inside, lock it, grab a lifeboat, and forget this horrifying expedition ever happened. "You-you stay back you here! This suit is made of the finest armor you fiend! I am a Croftpopkins. Does that name ring a bell, demon-spawn!"