The teesubo smashes down on the small creature, which frantic throws itself aside. It left its move just that fraction of a second too long, and is smashed like the last. Already most of the others have begun to dissolve into the foul smelling black ooze you saw earlier, bar one that is trying to slowly drag its broken body across the floor towards the remains of the first one you slew.<br/><br/>- - - - -<br/><br/>In the garden Doji Oruku holds up a hand, the other falling to the hilt of his katana. His eyes narrow as he looks around then he points to a small ornamental bush near the door. Following his motion, you can see what looks like an arm in Crane blue protruding from behind cover. Oruku draws his blade and sprints towards the doorway.