"You needn't wait. I am here."
"Good timing," Benedict noted as he watched the two men approach.
The stench of the rotting unicorn permeated anything that once had life and curled around their seeped as though the oncoming fight would not be enough of a memory.
Too late.
Too late.
TOO LATE! Orpheus chanted, the three growling at the ensuing transformation.
For all of their uselessness they had a knack for detecting other monsters by scent and the Kelpie was no different. The once-majestic-then-tragic form now morphed into something worthy to ride the sea. Bruise-colored scales wrapped around the stag's body whilst tendrils of seaweed replaced the mane and bones stood out under the skin. It was no longer a creature of purity and life but a reaper meant to punish those who killed him in the first place.
It's poison!
The wood was useless!
Kill the beast before it reaches water.
The water protects it.
In one of Orpheus's rare moments of lucidity, they provided sound advice that prompted Benedict to light an explosive and fire it via slingshot toward the Kelpie. Dae and Aquarian had taken the liberty to part the seas so the tiny bomb would at least turn the beast their way (if not enrage it more). He had to be careful with his timing however. They didn't explode on contact they would be put out by the waters.
"Melgrove you already know this but I can handle myself," he said as he opened his backpack, "I restocked on bombs before we left the city so take what you need and I will provide support where I can."