We fought what remained of that beast Pancake as long as we could, but its ability to regenerate gave us a difficulty we hadn’t faced since that wretched Chain Devil. I, of course, was last to flee, though I hold no grudge against the others as such. I am glad the Gnome was able to escape with Werevolt in tow. I can only hope that Brian managed to get Garem out of harm’s way.
So here I am, hiding in some poor soul’s tomb, listening at the door for any sign of the beast whilst I tend to my own grievous wounds. Once healed, I can return to the fight, and Heironeous willing, we will emerge victorious!