Manbearpig's eyes rolled back into their proper position, and the fuzzy, dark world, became less dark, less fuzzy, and more spinny.
He coughed and clenched his teeth. "Twig of the ancients, those bugs really stabbed the heck out of me..." he thought to himself, turning over and taking in the battle-torn sight before him.
"..." he exclaimed.
He looked down at Jay El, and saw a tadpole like shape swim underneath his skin. He frowned, and took out his dagger, and stabbed Jay El in the chest. "Hmm..."
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