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"Yes, let's just burn it," Faiblupp declared. "Especially since we have someone who can do it. I personally prefer other, more spectacular methods, but we've already killed all the beetles. Perhaps we should have tried to recruit one; maybe they were intelligent."
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"I've heard of something like that," Joe said, glancing with his single eye at the abandoned building. "Once, we spent several weeks on a small boat in the middle of the ocean. First, the food ran out, then the water. And then, in the fog, ships began to appear again and again. Large, heavily laden ships filled with rich goods. Fruits and vegetables, barrels of salted fish, wines of all kinds... At first, they were far away, then very close. And then you're already on board, devouring chicken and washing it down with sparkling ale. And then you wake up with a piece of your comrade's leg in your teeth. What's my point... the demons are just waiting for your mind to weaken, for your willpower to break. And then, before you know it, you'll be dancing on a demonic bonfire to the tune of a demonic flute."
"I had a similar experience. I also found this bone once," the jelly demonstrates the bone. "It was a good day. It's a shame that not every morning starts with such pleasant surprises."