"Why does Takka want a Catoblepas brisket?" Noctis had a hunt bounty in his hand, one showing a Catoblepas. He'd gotten it from the tipster in the Crow's Nest, and the five of them were outside at the caravan to check out the details. "Think Cid's got him asking us for this so he can keep his supplies of food stocked up?"
"It's possible." Nimue looked over the bounty Noctis was holding before standing straight. "Funnily enough, the big guy's weak against Blizzard. We have enough flasks stocked?"
"One for each of us." Ignis responded, adjusting his gloves.
"Didn't take you for a walking Bestiary." Gladio pointed out. Nimue laughed a little, shaking her head and pointing out to the marsh.
"You'd think that, with them enjoying the water like that, you could go zap zap! and they'd be like 'oh no, our weakness!' Nah, Blizzard is their mortal enemy. So we have one Magic Flask for... the four of you? Which meaaans I'm gonna be the bait!"
Ignis sighed, taking off his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose. "One for each of us. We have five, Nym."
"Oh. That makes sense." Nimue laughed a little nervously. "Well, Catoblepas hunting it is! Let's get Takka that brisket and bring it back to him!" She took point, leading them towards the marsh and across the street. Though it was about a fifteen minute walk from one point to the other, there was a Catoblepas out of the marsh and looking... very much like it'd been disturbed. Pulling out a Magic Flask from the Armiger, Nimue held it in her hand before doing a baseball pitch towards the monster. The flask burst open, freezing the Catoblepas for a few moments before it made an eerie noise and turned its head towards them.
"Got its attention!" Prompto nearly screamed, pulling out his revolver from the Armiger and starting to shoot at it. "Shitshitshit-!"
"DIDN'T THINK IT THROUGH!" Nimue weaved around its huge feet. "Sorry, sorry!"
"Less talking, more killing!" Gladio commanded. The fight was messy in itself, with the five of them using almost every curative they had. Nimue would dodge and weave around legs, trying to figure out the best time to strike while Ignis strategized around the chaotic battlefield. Prompto, despite being the long-range fighter, found himself getting hit by the Catoblepas' head more often than not because he was still in range. Gladio and Noctis were tanking it, trying to draw its attention away from Nimue and Prompto.
The Catoblepas' head shifted. Seeing this, Nimue booked it towards Prompto and tackled him to the ground by practically headbutting him. It caused the shot he was going to fire to embed itself in the neck of the monster, causing it to let out another eerie noise as if crying out in pain.
"The hell were you doing?! If it moves its head, you move!" Nimue practically shouted. "Not one, but fuckin' five I've gotta pick up the slack on. The hell do I look like, a babysitter?"
"Uh... It'shappeningagain." Prompto watched Nimue get up and run towards the Catoblepas. Getting up off the ground himself, he picked up his handgun. "Babysitting, though..."