Twas the night before Blood Bowl, and all through the arena, not a creature was stirring, not even Antonio Pena (who was probably looking for masked wrestlers to haunt, steal their clothes, and hand them off to somebody else). Well, okay, actually there were at least two creatures stirring.
My minion had snuck out of the hotel and had wandered off in search of mischief, and I was pretty sure I knew what kind.
Which was why I was headed towards some other, smaller creatures that were potentially stirring in the arena, though I wasn't sure.
I hadn't looked to see if the spiders, snakes, and scorpions that had been secured for one of the team tournament match semi-finals were nocturnal or not.
But I was probably going to find out as a side effect, because that was precisely where I was headed, along with my trusty cameraman.
Because as long as Claudia's on camera she can't do her horror movie monster teleport thing when I blink.
I manage to arrive just in time, or more likely Claudia has stalled for the purposes of drama and narrative convenience. I reach out and grab the haft of her mallet before she can smash open a terrarium that houses a few tarantulas.
"Can't let you do that, Star Fox." I intone.
