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I dreamed that I was playing some sort of tower defense game on my phone. The only thing I remember about the game is "Regulation volleyballs are immune to poison"
It was too little too late to do anything now. Constable and Bartleby shared a look of mutual understanding for a few moments before Constable let out a sound that sounded like "harumph" and turned around to walk out into the yard.
Bartleby, despite his usual lack of action, looked to be spurred to follow suit and went the same way at a pace that could almost be described as at a crawl. Which was faster than normal. He paused for a moment to look at the trio before continuing.
Kasayee followed as well and then stopped and turned and seemed to be confused. "Didn't you hear him? They're going to battle now."
The two were positioned on opposite sides of the walkway leading up to the building. Kasayee made her way to stand a few feet behind Constable.
The dog-like creature made a growling noise and Kasayee translated, "he wants to see what this whippersnapper can do." Kasayee looked at the others. "What's a whippersnapper? Is it a fish?"
Bartleby was looking at the trio too as if waiting for something from them.