My mother always said never give away a story for free! What? You don't take your mother's advice?

[He laughs despite his sweating and panting and general pain. He's having fun in a way he hasn't had fun in a long time. The illusions in the bottom of the ship and the monster were too painful to be considered much of a fight. Too difficult- not like this. This is what he gets paid for.

The remaining wolf is angry and limping and when it snaps its jaws at him this time, it misses with an agitated growl. Molly brings one sword down and the angry wolf jumps out of the way. The second strike lands hard right down the middle of its back, cutting messily through its spine.] That's three.

[Molly finally turns, glowing with sweat and the thrill of battle, and takes stock of Ren's web properly.] Oh well, done. I love magic.