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"I know it was only the three of us, but I can't help but feel not acting here is going to bite us in rear later..." Adol says, squinting his now yellow eyes against the midday sun. "Still, we know what they look look, and that they detected as evil. And perhaps, who leads them. That's something, at least."
He looks down at his furred hand and extends and detracts the claws from it. "Interesting. I guess this form might be useful in combat, too. Even if the tail really messes with my balance, I can see why that's their motto..."