The paladin shook her head grimly as she looked at the mutilated corpse of the wretched thing. The way it apepared to be a mocking perversion of nature disgusted her greatly, almost wanting her to stab the lifeless husk some more. She knew however that such rage would serve nothing and she overcame the growing feeling.<br/>"I have enver seen an abomination like this. They should all be burned so nothing but ash remains of them, and let the gods judge them." - she said to herself spacing out, but it was still loud enough for the others to hear it.<br/>She then realized she was using her glaive to support herself, and quickly looked at the blade of the weapon, that was still wet with bodily fluids of the creature. She has seen blood before, but this thing almost made her belch. She quickly procured a rag from the cart to clean the stain from her weapon, before the fetid  liquid could flow down the handle. Thinking about it also made her feel dirty, trapped in those slimy tentacles... This mission would be very different from fighting off goblins or orcs.