Mulberry drags the canisters of oil and fireworks down the ladder carefully, and begins setting them up near the "big" runes. She thinks that maybe she could lead a trail of oil back to the ladder, light it, and then climb up before the explosives catch.

As she does this she looks to the top of the creature. She still can't read the runes well on the undulating mass of flesh, but they are definitely surrounding the weird staff-horn thing.

It seems important somehow, but she isn't sure what to do with it, if anything.







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