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Counteroffer, ey? Scratching your chin in thought, you respond to the mischievous Mzz’goe’virr with a nod. Look, Salty… it’s-
Arm spinning like a windmill gone haywire, you deliver the mother of all suckerpunches directly into Salty Suutz’ multiple-eyed mug and send him tumbling onto the floor like a house of cards! <span class="mu-s">THAT’S YOUR COUNTEROFFER,</span> you snarl, immediately regretting it when you hear your one-liner reverberate across the lower level!
“That wasn’t a counteroffer at all, Ant!” Volka remarks as she joins you and Tzah-Tzie in making sure Salty Suutz is down for the count!
“Yea, you just smacked him!” Adds TT as she pockets the <span class="mu-b">WHISTLE</span> for her own no doubt nefarious purposes! That’s the point, you groan as you try and fail to snatch the item from the Durher, it’s… it was supposed to sound <span class="mu-i">cool!</span>
“We can talk about it later!” the Spinner replies, stuffing the prize into one of her many unseen pockets, “Time to go!”
“Agreed!” Nods the Skog as she unceremoniously chucks the knocked-out ne’er-do-well into what sounds like a crate, “Rook, you comin’?”
“I can find the exit, just make it quick!” Says Tzah-Tzie before scurrying off into Salty Suutz’ warehouse! “I’ll blow this if things go wrong!”
Volka picks you up like a football before you can respond! Scampering down the hall, your heartbeat quickens at the sound of multiple pairs of boots coming from the direction of the ramp you entered from!
Slapping open the double doors to Zuzu’s warehouse with her tail, Volka wastes no time in hoisting the dripping, foul-smelling sack filled to the brim with the missing eggs! Not keen on having the unique odor rub off on you, you opt to wriggle free from the Skog’s grasp and finish the journey on foot.
“Oh hey, you’re baaaack!” Chirps the Shyppa as she presses her perpetually-smiling face against the bars of her cage, “What are you waiting for, hmm!? Lemme go!”
The sound of boots growing closer by the second don’t do you any favors–struggling to ignite your hands with demonic flames, your scaly pal hops in with some inspiring words!
“Hurry, Ant! They’re gonna be on us in a second!”
Wait a sec, that wasn’t inspiring at all!
Your route and the goods are secured… what do?
>Free Zuzu!
>Leave Zuzu!
>Write-In!
