"Well, the trouble with leshies is getting them to hold fucking still so I'm just throwing Yrden left and right and trying not to get caught in any of 'em and I'm bleeding all over the place and I've just wrecked my only pair of pants and this thing just won't go down." He fixes his trousers and throws himself onto the bed, head hanging off the side, as a boy might, while he tells his tale. So we're just going round and round. 'Cause I'd smashed all this thing's totem, so he knows once I've killed him, he's gone for good, so he's determined to get me first. Finally, I took a chance and tried Axii and I'll be damned if I didn't manage to stop him just long enough to get the silver through him." He exhales, arms flopped to his side. "Shoulda seen the skull on that fucker. Antlers like..." He spreads his arms.