[Eustace's attack hits dead on, frying the winged fiends to a crisp and letting them fall to the ground in a smoking heap. They dead.]
Sweet, it worked! Gre--
[It worked maybe too well, as a stray lightning bolt from Eustace's spell shoots out of the smouldering pile and zaps Bennett. Bennett stands there stunned by what just happened, before coughing up smoke.]
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Sweet, it worked! Gre--
[It worked maybe too well, as a stray lightning bolt from Eustace's spell shoots out of the smouldering pile and zaps Bennett. Bennett stands there stunned by what just happened, before coughing up smoke.]
...Great job.