Eddie, Everything Gets Under Your Skin

"Eddie! Stop lying around! We had work to do; this is no time to be napping!" I called over as the three Wargon surrounded him.

"I am playing dead. Shut the fuck up, or I will shove my fist up your ass!" Eddie snapped back, and the Wargon all pounced on him. "This is not what a good time looks like."

As much as it was funny to watch them use Eddie as a chew toy, I had more floors to explore.

My body was all over the room now, and it was like being in a glass cube in a pool of mercury. Roots burst from every direction to grab the creature, but even predicting up to five separations wasn't enough. They broke down to impossibly small one-inch tall copies, but that was the limit.

"What the hell is wrong with these things?! I thought we were the kings of impossibility?" Eddie growled as he got back up, and the creature started to pull back together.