[ Blake's eyes go wide as it reveals its arm to her. Now that it's not being kept hidden, Blake can see every detail -- it reminds her of an insect's arm, elegant and deadly.

After a moment of hesitation, Blake hooks a finger in her upper lip and drags it upward to reveal the fangs where her canines used to be. She's pretty sure they're not strictly carnivore fangs, because they're too long and narrow for that. They're, well, she doesn't want to think vampiric, but... ]

I got these sometime during the fight, too. I didn't even feel it happen.

[ She drops her hand, tucking her arms around her middle again. She'd been exhausted already back home, and now, with all of this-- gods, all she wants to do is sleep. The glowing shield at least looks like it's keeping the monsters out.

Blake glances over at the long convoy, lips set in an uncertain line. ]

I think the next step is figuring out what's in that convoy. How do you feel about some exploration?