Before anyone can touch the sword, shout out a random spell from my Grimoire, hopefully aimed at the sword.
You shout "ESSKEL!" at the top of your lungs.
[6]A phantasm of a dragon skull appears infront of you,opening it's mouth and gouting out a continuous storm of fire.
The sword glows brightly and launches out of the altar with a sound akin to a thousand fire crackers going off.
Is the handle of the sword in flames as well?
If not, grab it.
If so, silently read a spell from my Grimoire.
As you make your way to the altar,you grab onto the sword's hilt and begin to pull. Unfortunately,it launches into the air and you find yourself climbing higher and higher as the sword drags you through the air,leaving a trail of sparks behind you.
Get sword. Say spell. Make money.
[4]As the sword launches off you grab on,but your grip is loosening as it flies through the air and you don't have time to say a spell nor make any money from your non-existant employer.
Start reading my grimoire.
[6]You read off four spells in under two seconds,unfortunately you did this very loudly and in rapid succession,a dangerous move indeed.
"ONET-TETEND-EENY-CECENA!"
A horde of tiny blue jello men leap onto you,forming a gelatinous exoskeleton on you. You can breathe in it,surprisingly enough. However,it is cold and the jello is thick and coagulated,thus hard to move in but able to absorb shock.
Quickly skim through my grimoire.
Attempt to grab the sword if it looks safe to wield.
If I managed to acquire the sword, commence stabbing.
[2]You confuse yourself on the entire first page,rendering you unable to read for the next turn.