Nok-Nok turns to you and blinks. As he looks at you, his ears begin drooping bit by bit, until they hand limpl

Nok-Nok turns to you and blinks. As he looks at you, his ears begin drooping bit by bit, until they hand limply from his skull. Then he brightens. "Tearing it down – that will be fun." He gives a grin, then turns to the statues, as if appraising where to attack them first. "Maybe go for knees first. Or neck. Or..."