[Well, fortunately for Dion, the roll was a whopping 17, and the light magic does something to reduce the beast back... for a spell. It's enough that Benedikta can leap in and wrap her arms around its body, taking that risk for the both of them to hold its many necks still.
They peck, scratch, and the edge of her sword even nicks her arm, but she's had worse wounds to her pride just now that a light scrape of a blade is nothing compared to the shame that she feels at having to grapple with an eight-headed goose.
But if this is not enough for him to take his spear back, she might just have a few choice words to say to him after they are through!!!]
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They peck, scratch, and the edge of her sword even nicks her arm, but she's had worse wounds to her pride just now that a light scrape of a blade is nothing compared to the shame that she feels at having to grapple with an eight-headed goose.
But if this is not enough for him to take his spear back, she might just have a few choice words to say to him after they are through!!!]