Crugeons first blow was with all his effort aiming straight for the heard he drove his claymour straight into the beasts chest and sliced as he brought it back out the huge sword dripped the black blood that flowed through the hydras veins when the point of the sword finally emerged from the now gaping wound he holstered his sword again. Crugeon had to use every evasive skill he had to dip duck dive and doge the claws of the huge beast and the attacking heads he ran to the shore as the hydra backed off deeper into the swamp.

Crugeon had studied mythical lore and he knew of many beasts strengths and weaknesses he knew the hydra could fully recover in a matter of minutes the only way to truley defeat them was to either inflict a mass amount of damage at once so it cant possibly heal before it bled out or to deal a blow directly to the main head or to the heart both protected by either sword like teeth or huge talon like claws.

As Crugeon returned to the banks he saw the Hydra retreat to the bog his guess was to allow time to heal from the attacks served to him so suddenly and to think of his own plan of attack. see crugeon knew hydras werent like other beasts such as the Hoargell whose only fear was the sun but a hydra had many minds much stronger connected than any one could be seperate in that mass of heads there was atleast one mastermind.......

When he reached the shore he quickly gather his wits and looked for phoogli he scanned the surrounding area the land seemed to merge into the bog leaving no hiding spots then there he saw it a lone fallen tree with the little goblins head bearly visible throught the branches crugeon decided not to blow this valuable asset assuming the Hydra didnt know where he was hiding this could be of use to him Crugeon ordered his men to retreat he ran over the nearest hill and slid to the ground concealing himself his men followed almost tripping over him as the themself ran over the hill he noted them of his plan and told them there lives may well be claimed in this battle and how he would always thank them for there services if he himself were to survivethe men agreed that their lives could be placed in Crugeon hands and they circled him looking off in different directions incase they were to be attacked again.

Crugeon sat in the middle of the circle and focused all his strength his mind went blank and he felt a floating sensation he called out phoogli......... phoogli.............. phoogli .............. his lips never moved his eyes never opened and asif carried by his thoughts phoogli heard a voice in his ear he froze and moved his head left then right noone was there but he swore he heard it then again someone was calling his name it sounded somewhat like Lord Crugeon then more words started flowing into his head
"dont talk just listen answer only when i am done time is scarce i need to know your position on my plan phoogli are you ready?"..........................