Oz stares, perplexed, as the man advances forward. The noise is already at unpleasant levels, but the most reaction it gets out of him is a wince. To the monsters, on the other hand— it appears to be unbearable.
They shrink back as the man advances, swinging their heads in confusion, trying to adjust to the noise. It evidently doesn't work, as the din bears down on them— one turns to run. The other quickly follows, and off they go, loping away in search of easier prey.
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Oz stares, perplexed, as the man advances forward. The noise is already at unpleasant levels, but the most reaction it gets out of him is a wince. To the monsters, on the other hand— it appears to be unbearable.
They shrink back as the man advances, swinging their heads in confusion, trying to adjust to the noise. It evidently doesn't work, as the din bears down on them— one turns to run. The other quickly follows, and off they go, loping away in search of easier prey.