third time's a charm, right?

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own ”You’re right. I wasn’t.” It offers no further explanation, no apology, no justification. It owes Raza nothing, and it isn’t about to start pandering to a mortal’s misplaced offence. Peeping around the statue as she produces the sea panther horn, Ludo lets out a coo of interest. ”From the kit kat you all sizzled,” it says, directing its attention to the finger trap again and pushing its rags in, as instructed, waggling them about as they are released. ”oOoOoOo.” She has impressed Ludo, clearly, and it leans over further to try and see the panther horn more clearly. ”You called me, so I came.” The fact that this makes very little sense compared to what it’s just told her is clearly lost on Ludo. ”What kind of weapon?”