[What happens next is slow, then far too fast. For a few impossibly infinite minutes, the bats continue to watch the pile of basilisks. They're far too still, not even a flutter of their wings comes through to the other side. And there it is. The things are content. Starting to slumber.
In a single mad moment, there's the crunching of bone. Hissing and spitting of creatures in pain, the sound of something metal hitting against a rock. A sole survivor comes fleeing out of the nesting area in a fit of madness, and after it comes Alucard's voice.]
There should be one heading towards you! And then pass through whatever bag you want to carry these back in!
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In a single mad moment, there's the crunching of bone. Hissing and spitting of creatures in pain, the sound of something metal hitting against a rock. A sole survivor comes fleeing out of the nesting area in a fit of madness, and after it comes Alucard's voice.]
There should be one heading towards you! And then pass through whatever bag you want to carry these back in!