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The Red and Yellow Slugfolk are rising up a tunnel with the carnivorous plant still holding the Red one in its jaws.
Red Slugfolk: Hrnh...
Yellow Slugfolk: I said I was sorry...
The two finally emerge by a withered red carpet.
Duke Corpus: Tell me not...
A close-up of Corpus's face is shown. The brim of his tattered hat does little to cover his skull.
Duke Corpus: Verily, it would seem our guests are formidable indeed.
The throne room is shown. The Pink Slugfolk that Brudil bashed is still squashed, looking on as Corpus's undead servant Gianna bandages his Yellow companion too tightly. The Red Slugfolk is still in the carnivorous plant's mouth, while the Yellow Slugfolk looks away guiltily. The Pink Slugfolk that Brudil slapped away is leaning against the wall, dazed.
Duke Corpus: ...formidable for this lot, at any rate. Bah! Back when I was alive, I'd be commanding two fresh servants by now!
Corpus is shown on his throne; he has been reduced to a skull in a ragged hat.
Duke Corpus: Sigh... On many moons, I loathe my unlife.