Tanglepork hits the cold, hard ground with a squishy plomp, then gets crushed under Jevoi, and then Luminița, forcing a pair of loud squeaks out of her.
Luminița staggers to her feet, blindly fumbling about.
Jevoi grabs Tanglepork's gun. "Would you look at that," she says, "One of us dropped her weapon." She looks down on the soul of the gnome, scared and prone.
"Okay, Jevoi," says Tanglepork, flipping upright, "Let's talk this out."
"Isn't it sad, Loom?" asks Jevoi glancing at the soul of the blind lycan, "If we were here sooner, we may have saved the sheriff from the wolves."
"Shame that," says Luminița, "Where are we?"
"Now, hold on," says Tanglepork, "You wouldn't hurt a helpless little girl like me, would you?"
"You're, like, ten times older than me," says Jevoi, "It's time to be a big girl, Sheriff."
"Just shoot her," says Luminița, continuing to search for a wall to lean against, "And help me find a way out of here."
"I'm not going to shoot her," says Jevoi, "She was eaten by wolves."
"Why is it my job?" growls Lumnița, "If you want her dead, then kill her yourself!" She trips over something. "Are these bones? Why are there bones?"
"With what?" asks Jevoi, swinging the gnome's gun around, "Her gun with my marks on it? My special knife?"
D: Weren't you trying to do that? L: That's when the cutie had a weapon. G: Yeah, killing someone who can't fight back is uncool.
"Not killing me is good too," says Tanglepork, tightening her arms on her chest, "Also, bones? What kind of bones?"
"So you want my teeth marks on her?" yells Lumnița, getting further away, "Can you even see her down in this devil's a**e?"
"Of course I can. What are you freaking out about?" yells Jevoi, "It's just your nana's basement!"
"My bunica didn't have a basement."