[ The torso twitches up until the last limb is severed. He isn't sure if it can be called dead. But it isn't moving. He sighs. Checks to make sure Jaskier is fine.
Then he looks back at the mutilated corpse. ]
I found something like it before. A piece of it.
[ He shakes his head. That mineshaft he discovered months ago had been heavily sealed, the cavern abandoned. This monster appears the same. Whatever it is—had it come from the same place? He can't imagine how it could've escaped after the collapse. So it must've been before. Has it wandered the desert ever since? Is it even aware of its own existence? (Are there others like it? Who was it before it became...this?)
He glances over his shoulder again at Jaskier as he reaches for a detached hand. They can't leave the pieces scattered about. ] When you saw it, it wasn't moving?
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Then he looks back at the mutilated corpse. ]
I found something like it before. A piece of it.
[ He shakes his head. That mineshaft he discovered months ago had been heavily sealed, the cavern abandoned. This monster appears the same. Whatever it is—had it come from the same place? He can't imagine how it could've escaped after the collapse. So it must've been before. Has it wandered the desert ever since? Is it even aware of its own existence? (Are there others like it? Who was it before it became...this?)
He glances over his shoulder again at Jaskier as he reaches for a detached hand. They can't leave the pieces scattered about. ] When you saw it, it wasn't moving?