It was perhaps lucky for Thal that the less observant of the two Amal'jaa was the one that had barred his path. This one had dragged his claws around the wall as he'd walked, and he had not listened to Thal's footsteps even as he heard them. When the spike pierced his back, sliding between his scales and into his flesh, the Amal'jaa pitched forward and landed on his face in the dirt. He was, however, still an Amal'jaa, and even with one lung pierced he let out a feral shout that echoed down the hallway in both directions. His tail and claws writhed then, much like the sand drake had when it had been impaled.
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