'Since they're much bigger than me and the number of cells is what matters, a couple of them would be more than enough…' The Paru thought to itself, standing a couple of steps away. 'I'll leave the blind one to the Granilith. The Wizzo that has already lost an arm is pretty much useless. They don't turn both their arms into blades at once because they would, then, lose their balance. The fact that the whole arm changes, and not just the portion below the elbow is such a handicap. A useless ability… I'll make it better though, as a Paru.'
The two Wizzos, each lacking an eye, had separated themselves from their blind brethren.
There was nothing else to be done. That brethren had already cost one of them an arm after all.
Still, the two Wizzos didn't let down their guard. Despite the Granilith being far away.
They stared in every direction, moving their gaze from one point to the next, while growling.
