Daminor snaps out of his silent musings. "W-what? Of... of course!" Agilely, he scurries up the rope, returning a few minutes later with both women, armed for battle. "What's wrong?" "Where's the enemy?"<br/><br/>The nest is just ahead, around a curve in the river; it looks like a massive wasp's nest, larger than a man. At least five of the over-sized mosquitoes are dwelling inside.