[When Yor hits the gooey forms, they split. With each fell placed strike, she causes the false bodies to fall apart and the pieces splatter in the grass.
There's silence. Then giggling as the goo begins to reform. It whispers in many voices, all gleefully saying the same thing: "Look at me! Acknowledge me!"
The reformed body lunges for her, clawlike hands extended for what would be a very dangerous hug.]
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There's silence. Then giggling as the goo begins to reform. It whispers in many voices, all gleefully saying the same thing: "Look at me! Acknowledge me!"
The reformed body lunges for her, clawlike hands extended for what would be a very dangerous hug.]