QUOTE : Janner moved as close to the rockroach’s head as he dared and drew his sword. Behind the stems that held the creature’s bulbous eyes, he saw a hole large enough to stab, a break in the armor where he could bury the blade into soft skin. He closed his mind to the smacking sounds, the squeals of the cave blats, and Podo’s frantic cries behind him, and thought only of driving his sword into the gargan rockroach’s neck so that his uncle might survive.