“What, what …whaaaat?!” Destasher exclaimed as he spun around in awe. The space around him had rebuilt itself in a matter of mere minutes. Sure, it wasn’t the same as it had been. That’s because it was actually…better. Much better. Destasher clapped his hands, and although Dia could only see one set of hands she could hear that all three sets were clapping as once.
The skittering army of creatures disappeared as quickly as they had come, fading back into the surrounding refuse as their lended lifeforce dwindled. Just in time too, because it would have been awkward explaining their existence to Harmon. Dia’s conscience twinged a little at this thought, though she soon dismissed that niggling feeling as she took in the absolute haul of loot that the boys were bringing in.
And it was a haul
