"Alright! Get me a can. While I'm scraping the flesh off these elves, I'll puke into the can, we can boil it, and then we can throw it on the elves and see what happens!" "I'll also rip off the belts of them to fasten stuff down if need be. I like the Onager idea too, Arthur! So Lewis, see if you can build that up by the Mini Merlin Trebuchet so I can have Will, in a hastened matter, operate both at once!" Althior worried for Finnegan. He hoped no matter where he was, his best friend was alright.