[These maggots are pretty big, but strangely enough, Fern has dealt with bigger. First back home underground, though he was technically a sword at the time he still counts it, and more recently in trips to the Great Sleep, where giant worm killing is pretty much the only real past time.
Both have left him with more than enough experience in handling these things, and wrecking stuff is always fun times, so when he hears what looks like some kid having a rough time he doesn't mind helping out. Darting in with inhuman speed, Fern forms a grass sword and starts slicing those bozos up in the same way a chef expertly slices up a sushi roll.]
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Both have left him with more than enough experience in handling these things, and wrecking stuff is always fun times, so when he hears what looks like some kid having a rough time he doesn't mind helping out. Darting in with inhuman speed, Fern forms a grass sword and starts slicing those bozos up in the same way a chef expertly slices up a sushi roll.]
Dude, your weapon sucks.