The glue splats out onto the feet of the Boris's, leaving four of them totally tangled and immobile. One however manages to evade the goo. The five seem confused, but do not get a clear view of their assailants, as soon the fog from the bellows washes over them.

From inside the pillar of smoke, you can hear the Boris's speak. It is not so much that they talk in unison, but rather that they finish all speak separate words of the sentances, as if they cannot decide which one deserves to speak of them.

The Boris's say, "Template detected. Secondary threats detected. Movement capacity in base: negligible. Clarity of vision: negligible. Threat level increased. Proceed to level 0.8."

From inside the smoke cloud, there are a series of sickening crunches and slurping noises, followed by a long inhuman yowl.

Rolling for Initiative:
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Telim:(1d20+5)[6]
Irrethírra:(1d20+2)[13]
Randolf:(1d20+3)[12]
Meeka(1d20+1)[20]
Boris:(1d20+4)[21]
The Bykanovs will go last each turn.