Rowdy Gibberlings

We fought like lions! Bam - one down! Crushed another! Grabbed the third by the tail and tossed him! The fourth lost a few teeth! The fifth... We smacked him as high as we could reach. Serves him right!

Then we were captured... Jeez... They threatened to eat us! Only they couldn't agree on how - boil, fry, or gut and roast over fire. Awful, just awful! Next time we won't be so easy on the bastards! And we'll be that much smarter about it, too!

Anyway, enough chit-chat. They can spot us and throw us right back into the next empty cage.

Let's get back to Lazeykin. He might be an imperial subject, but he's a good friend who didn't leave us when we needed him!

Rowdies! My darlings! Alive and kicking!

Gosh... I thought I'd never see you again!

Thank you, friend, for helping out!