Let's get the story started. You are part of a group of people called Braves. You are among the strongest, but very knowledgeable about monsters.

Right now, you are currently fighting a Scorpion Puppet. These monsters are known to be EXTREMELY powerful, even though they are just puppets of a demoness, who is named Sassiel. When your massive party (consisting of about fifty members) first attacked this monster, nothing was being dealt to this thing since he has an insanely tough carapace. Your party dished out waves upon WAVES of attacks to this monster, but just a singular roar from him breaks showers of arrows, as well as knocking back the tanky members of your party.

Right now, the monster is barely standing on his own two legs however, his huge, muscular body quivering as his face is a very rosey-red colour. The monster quivers, shudders, and twitches as he snaps his huge right claw, his tail wagging and waving around. Your vice-captain foolishly believes the attacks are working, but you are smart enough to know that Scorpion Puppets share the emotions of their masters, so what is going on with this Puppet's master?

The Scorpion twitches and shudders as his tail quivers, his legs crosses as if trying to hold his bladder in. He can barely stand on his own legs as he drools a LOT of slimey, stinky, green goo. His dark, chocolate-brown carapace shines in the light. He is very flustered.

Scorpion: "Hah... Hah... What's... happening to me...? What's... going on with master Sassiel...?"

He chitters as his mandibles clack. He shudders as his slimey, stinky saliva spills onto the ground, his long, green tongue hanging out of his maw. He is ABSOLUTELY not ok right now.