At a safe range, nestled amongst the gnarled roots of a cypress tree, Morgid remains a silent sentinel. The events unfold before him with a horrifying clarity - the near miss of Lanu, the brutal bite that tears at her flesh, and the enraged bellow of the Bullywug Leader as he abandons his initial target and charges towards Sosen. Morgid's grip tightens around his longbow. He knows this moment is a chance to potentially turn the tide of the battle. With practiced ease born of countless hunts, he reaches into his quiver, retrieves an arrow, and nocks it on the bowstring in a single fluid motion. The Bullywug Leader charges through the swamp, a hulking silhouette fueled by primal rage. Morgid focuses on his target, aiming for a vital point - the Leader's neck where a gaping wound of exposed flesh from Morgid's first arrow is visible beneath its crude armor. He closes one eye, focusing on the bullywug's vulnerable spot. He lets loose the arrow with a sharp twang. The arrow streaks through the air, a deadly silver streak aimed for the Leader's exposed neck. Attack: 25 Piercing Damage: 15

A collective gasp escapes the party as Morgid's arrow finds its mark. The deadly missile, propelled by the ranger's unwavering focus, streaks through the air with a terminal trajectory. The Bullywug Leader, consumed by rage and focused solely on Sosen, doesn't see the impending doom. With a sickening thud, the arrow pierces the Leader's exposed neck. A guttural gurgle escapes the creature's throat as its eyes widen in disbelief. The primal fury instantly fades, replaced by a vacant stare. The Leader's hulking form lurches forward for a single, unsteady step before crumpling to the muddy swamp floor with a resounding splash. Silence descends upon the battlefield, broken only by the dripping of swamp water and the ragged breaths of the party members. For a moment, everyone stands frozen, processing the sudden turn of events.

The silence stretches, punctuated only by the mournful croaking of unseen swamp denizens. Morgid, his face betraying no emotion, recognizes the tactical shift in the battle. With the leader slain, the remaining bullywugs are ripe for exploitation. He wastes no time capitalizing on the power vacuum. His movements are a practiced dance of lethality. One hand reaches into his quiver, retrieving an arrow with practiced ease. The other hand draws the bowstring back smoothly, nocking the arrow with a satisfying click. He doesn't hesitate. Morgid lets loose the arrow with a sharp twang. It streaks through the air, a deadly silver streak aimed for Bullywug 1. Attack: 7 Piercing Damage: 7

The air vibrates with the twang of Morgid's bowstring, and his arrow streaks through the swamp like a silver meteor. It tears past Bullywug 1's side, narrowly missing its mark, embedding itself harmlessly in the swamp floor sending a spray of dirty water flying behind the bullywug. The creature lets out a startled croak, momentarily breaking its focus on Sosen. It glances back at the embedded arrow, a flicker of fear momentarily replacing the rage in its beady eyes. However, the sight of its fallen leader and the unwavering determination etched on the party's faces quickly reignites its fury.

Sosen wades forward to confront bullywug-1 as the sounds of combat engulf her senses.  The unexpected lunge of sharp teeth momentarily put her back on her feet but she recovered as the bullywug leader sumped face down in the muddy waters.   Steeling herself, she lifts her mace and takes a full body swing at the toad before her.

Attack - Combat Log:     17 to hit      4 dmg

Swinging her shield to block any counterblows, Sosen disengages [ Bonus Action -  Nimble Escape: Disengage ] and moves south 5 feet to put distance between herself and bullwug-1.  The space giving her time to reset before the next clash.

A resounding clang and sickening thud reverberates through the swamp air as Sosen meets the charging Bullywug 1 head-on. With a warrior's roar, she swings her mace with righteous fury. The blow connects squarely with the creature's jaw, the sickening crunch echoing through the cypress trees. The impact radiates a satisfying jolt up Sosen's arm, a testament to the raw power behind the blow. The bullywug staggers back, its beady eyes widening in surprise and pain. A spray of blood splatters onto the muddy ground, and the creature lets out a pained yelp. Sosen wastes no time capitalizing on this momentary advantage. With practiced efficiency, she raises her shield, deflecting a wild swipe of the bullywug's spear as it tries to regain its footing. She backs away, putting precious distance between herself and the bullywug. A flicker of triumph crosses her face, quickly replaced by steely determination.

Bullywug 2, confused and desperate without its leader, makes a reckless move. It lunges forward ten feet, thrusting its spear at Lanu with a primal screech. The rusty spearhead glints wickedly in the swamp light, aiming for a vital point. Attack: 16 Piercing Damage: 3

But Bullywug 2 doesn't stop there. Driven by a bloodthirsty frenzy, it lunges even further, its razor-sharp teeth snapping at Lanu in a vicious bite attack. Attack: 10 Bludgeoning Damage: 4

A clang of metal on metal rips through the swamp air as Lanu, with a warrior's grit, deflects the bullywug's spear thrust. Her shortsword, raised just in time, meets the spearhead with a satisfying jolt. The force of the blow sends the spearhead skittering away harmlessly to the side. But her victory is short-lived. 
A scream, raw and primal, erupts from her throat as the creature's bite tears into the thick flesh of her shoulder. Pain explodes in a white-hot wave, momentarily paralyzing her. The metallic tang of blood fills her mouth, mingling with the foul swamp air. Lanu stumbles back, her vision blurring at the edges. The world narrows to the searing agony in her shoulder and the monstrous grin of the bullywug before her.

Peregrine surges forward to Lanu, knocking another arrow and aiming it at the Bullywug that decided to take a chunk of Lanu's shoulder.

Attack: 9 Damage: 11 

A guttural scream shatters the swamp's stillness as Lanu takes the brunt of Bullywug 2's desperation. Peregrine, his face contorted in a mask of horror, reacts with the swiftness of a seasoned archer. He lunges forward, the ground squelching under his boots, aiming to distract the creature and buy Lanu a sliver of an opportunity. With a practiced flick of his wrist, Peregrine draws his bow and knocks an arrow. The taut bowstring sings a familiar song as he releases the arrow. It streaks through the swamp air, a silver hope cutting through the murky green, aimed true for Bullywug 2's flank. However, the adrenaline coursing through Peregrine's veins betrays his usual precision. The arrow flies wide, thudding harmlessly into the muddy swamp floor with a dull plop. Peregrine lets out a frustrated growl, his heart sinking as he witnesses another missed opportunity.

Lanu will retaliate against Bullywug 2, her shortsword missing due to her recent injury throwing her off a bit, extending past its head due to her long arms (7 to hit, rolled a 2), but as she recovers, she quickly pulls her arm back with her elbow bend so that on her return she bashes its head hard. (25 to hit, 6 damage from an unarmed strike)

Fueled by a surge of adrenaline and raw pain, Lanu throws caution to the wind. Ignoring the searing agony in her wounded shoulder, she lashes out with her remaining arm. She swings her shortsword in a wide arc, attempting to cleave through the bullywug in a single, desperate blow. Lanu's attack, fueled by rage and desperation rather than precision, lacks its usual finesse. Her extended reach, compromised by the need to compensate for her injured arm, throws off her aim. The shortsword whistles harmlessly through the air, carving a vicious arc over the bullywug's head. However, in the same desperate motion, Lanu manages to land a devastating blow with a different weapon – her elbow. The sickening thud of bone against bone echoes through the swamp, a stark contrast to the symphony of buzzing insects and croaking frogs. Lanu's desperate gamble pays off, her elbow connecting squarely with the bullywug's head. A spray of blood erupts from the creature's mouth, accompanied by a shower of tiny, needle-like teeth dislodged by the impact. The bullywug staggers back, its beady eyes glazed over with shock and pain. A low, guttural whine escapes its throat, a sound far removed from the earlier ferocious snarls.

Even as the swamp echoes with the pained cry of Bullywug 2, Bullywug 1 remains fixated on Sosen. Its beady eyes, filled with a primal mix of rage and desperation, lock onto the young cleric. With a guttural growl, it surges forward, launching a two-pronged attack. The rusty spear becomes a blur as Bullywug 1 lunges, aiming the point directly at Sosen's chest. Attack: 8 Piercing Damage: 3

Following the spear thrust, Bullywug 1 lunges even further, its razor-sharp teeth snapping at Sosen in a vicious bite attack. Attack: 8 Bludgeoning Damage: 5

Sosen leaps to the side with surprising agility, easily avoiding the rusty spear point. She quickly raises her shield to protect herself from the bite attack, slamming her shield into the bullywug's gaping maw just as it lunges towards her.

A chorus of frantic croaks erupts from the swamp as Bullywug 3, sensing weakness, seizes the opportunity to deliver a final blow to Lanu. Its beady eyes glint with predatory malice as it lunges forward, spear held high. It launches a two-part attack aimed at finishing off the injured monk. The rusty spear becomes a blur of motion as Bullywug 3 unleashes a vicious thrust, aiming for a vital point on Lanu's wounded shoulder. Attack: 22 Piercing Damage: 5

Following the spear thrust, Bullywug 3 snaps its jaws with merciless speed, aiming to deliver a finishing bite. Attack: 9 Bludgeoning Damage: 2

A sickening thud echoes through the swamp, a stark counterpoint to the symphony of buzzing insects and croaking frogs. The chorus of frantic croaks reaches a crescendo as Bullywug 3's spear finds its mark, plunging deep into Lanu's already wounded shoulder. Lanu's eyes widen in shock and a guttural scream erupts from her throat, cut short as the pain explodes in a white-hot wave. Her grip on her shortsword falters, the weapon clattering to the muddy ground with a dull clang. Her once determined stance crumbles, and she sways precariously for a moment before collapsing unconscious onto the swamp floor. Victorious for the moment, Bullywug 3 stands over Lanu's unconscious form. Having neutralized Lanu, he turns his attention to Sosen and advances menacingly towards her.

(the dice were not in my favour. For both my attacks, with 1 exception, and attacks against me)

In Sosen's mind, things seem to move in slow motion.  She watches as Lanu fights valiantly but still falls to the bullywugs; a cold hand gripping her heart as the monk crumples into the marshy waters.  Screaming a divine word to the heavens,   Word of Radiance  , a brilliant, burning radiance erupts around her engulfing the two bullywugs.   

Radiant dmg:  4

Bullywug 1 CON save 10
Bullywug 3 CON save 19

Sosen's scream pierces the heavy swamp air, a desperate plea for divine intervention. The very word "Xalicas" hangs heavy with the weight of her faith, a beacon of hope in this moment of despair. As the word leaves her lips, a brilliant, crackling light erupts around her, a testament to her devotion. The Word of Radiance explodes outward, engulfing both Bullywugs in a wave of searing energy. Bullywug 1, already weakened by Sosen's relentless attacks, takes the full brunt of the divine fury. A horrific shriek erupts from the creature as its form is seared by the radiant flames. The stench of burning flesh fills the air, a grim reminder of the power Sosen wields. Wounded and reeling, Bullywug 1 stumbles back, its beady eyes filled with a mixture of pain and terror.

The scene unfolds differently for Bullywug 3. Though momentarily startled by the sudden burst of light, it manages to resist the worst of the radiant flames. Its amphibian skin, slick with swamp muck, offers a measure of protection against the searing heat. Emerging from the radiant inferno unscathed, Bullywug 3 lets out a guttural snarl, its primal rage seemingly fueled by the unexpected attack.