Laowen had his mouth stuffed with a rag, making it hard for him to tell whether the rag smelled worse than his own breath.
"Beedrill, I'll take the left side, you grab the right, upstairs!" Laowen's legs were shaking like jelly, his eyes rolling back into his head, and he was effectively carried up to the second floor in a semi-conscious state.
Without pausing to catch her breath, Yellow instructed Beedrill: "Keep an eye on him. Don't let him take the rag out, and don't let him run away. Use your Poison Sting on him if you have to!"
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