The mamoothadus arose. She had been revived, she was kicking around as lively as a creature could, and from the looks of it, she wasn't dependent on some master. The monster was alive, free, and she was ready to cause trouble!
Bardeelus was beyond tired, so he wasn't ready to deal with her whatsoever. Yet again, he didn't have any other options, he had to fight it. In a way, the town depended on him to protect the place from such great threats, so he couldn't wait for anyone else to step in and do the dirty work; No one else was qualified either, so he had to be the man of the hour!
"I can try attacking it again, it might work, and besides, it's not like I have any other fucking ideas to try out." He thought, "But I swear to god, if the orb revives this large bastard again, I will tear these pillars down myself!"