350 - The Muck

"There are a large number of hobgoblins nearby." I said.

Black Snout scented the air. <Goblins taste bad.> he said.

<Hobgoblins probably taste worse.> Darkness thought.

<I want real food!> Lesser Sister pouted.

<I don't need to eat that badly.> Radiant Sister concurred.

"This home is full of food." Elder decided.

<It is Sloth to never leave home.> Darkness hissed. <We should remain.>

<I hear something.> Black Snout said, raising high into the air.

The arrow struck him in the snout, shattering as though it had struck solid rock.

<What ARE those?> Lesser Sister asked.

"Those are weapons!" Darkness shouted. "We are under attack!"

Radiant sister looked shocked, then panicked... and then angry? "Rainbow Shield!" she cast.

The shield was not solid, nor always there, but arrows that struck it ignited and burned away; arrows that did not seemed only to break uselessly against the hydra's thick scales.