Hextehe pulled his spear out of the final bug and flicked the point of the blade towards the sand. Sending bits of blood towards the sand and then rubbing the spear tip into the cleaner sands. Once the sand had absorbed the blood he took out a rage and wiped off the sand as Beldak collected their items. Hopefully they were in the right area and they could get away soon. Glancing down at his leg he flexed it a bit and felt the swelling skin. Muttering under his breath he leaned down to rub it a moment.<strong>"Collect what we need quickly. I dissslike thessse bugsss and I think I've been infected with sssome kind of toxic bile from that one." </strong>he pointed to the one that he just killed.<br/><br/><strong>"I think our healersss will have to tend to me for a moment. Or my body will fight it off. Hopefully..."</strong>Hextehe muttered the last of his sentence quietly. He didn't like having to think as his gear and his shield as a burdern but it weighted a great deal more then before. Standing up he looked towards the doorway Jack ran off from and annoyance flickered upon his face. Jack should of recieved at least a sound pounding to the face for his actions. Now we could tell someone else of what happened here. No matter they would be gone in moments.