Damien was losing consciousness and he had a blackout every now and then that he had decided to take some rest as his body refused to move at the moment. He had only closed his eyes when he heard an annoying croaking sound that came next to him. He cursed under his breath and opened his eyes to look at a toad that was looking at him.
"Look who we have here. Durik," he spoke in a dull voice to see the toad look excited at being recognized, "What the hell are you doing here?" he heard more croaks coming from the toad and he waved his hand away, "Never mind the question."
"Master Damien, Lady Grace is in there. In the other room! We need to help her!" Durik continued to croak.
"Shut up, already. I don't understand or speak the languages of croaking toads and frogs. You going on and on makes me want to squash you to death," Damien was having a splitting headache that had only risen in time.