Wheeling Gull Isle eeyore's house

Although she was not terribly keen on the strange artifact, seeing it moving away from her at haste spurned the Akhlut into action. Nothing ran from her and escaped!

Intent on catching up, she lunged after the beam down the burm, skittering on loose sand and debris as she went, but ultimately keeping her paws underneath her. And then, when the beam stopped, she did as well, no longer interested in a target that was no actively trying to escape her.

"We win!" she declared, wheeling around and prancing victoriously down the beach, excited to have Vanquished the Enemy. After releasing that excess energy, she circled back to sniff at the now-exposed section of the beam, still a bit confused and entirely put off. "Mou - what?" she wondered aloud, taking a few steps back as some flakes of red paint came away on her nose and gave off a faint but acrid stench.