Unfortunately for Joanna, the only thing plot-relevant in the puddle of the monster is the fact that it's defeated. How unfortunate! Nobody wanted that smell especially when it wasn't plot-relevant. Her plan to go arm-lopping turns out successful, because the second monster body attempts exactly that: Grabby hands! They, just like before, get cleaved through like butter to a hot knife and end up splattered on the ground.

Olivia's team tactic to get the shield into place is successful, though now the shield looks like it's coated from top to bottom in nacho cheese. Gross!

Haizea, on the other hand, pulls a Dr. Malcolm from Jurassic Park to attract the T-Rex monster to her and, even though she doesn't have a flare, still successfully gets its attention. It diverts its charge, and its arms, right at her.

Fortunately for everyone, this monster is weak to clubs in the face and, thanks to Joanna, has far fewer arms than it did before.

It rushes her in an entirely predictable manner and gets its head knocked clean off in the process. Unfortunately for Haizea, though, this one doesn't fall to the ground before it bursts. Instead, it reacts like her club was a pin through its balloon body and, in one smooth and entirely unavoidable result, its nacho-cheese pudding leftovers splatter over Haizea like a wave of disgusting sulphurous rotten fish strawberry blood.

Guh-ROSS!

[ Both monsters have been defeated! ]