Grampus, sighs, "Wow! That was some vicious beast! Glad it is gone. But I think now I need to go up and get some healing done before we go any further along."
Grampus puts away his short bow grabs his magic sword and yells, "Carnage to the the stinking bug beast!" and rushes toward where it's head attaches the body and tries to slice it with an arcing swing.
Grampus looks over the deck from a few feet off and then prods them with the tip of his sword to see if he can spread them face up without touching them and find out their contents.
"I''ll pick one card, that's not too hard, let's find if good or bad will be, regarding the one card we'll see....", replies Grampus to the rhyming stretch man.