Title: Cleansing
Aun: How about you? You’re bitten!
Chax: I too will live. Let’s cleanse this vile den!
(Aun and Chax throw more eluctuant capsules into the room. They take deadly effect against the surrounding dendrites, but the creature upon the central throne continues to deflect the attacks. Still, it seems disturbed and utters more incomprehensible language. Something seems to be writhing inside it.)
