"G-Guys! It's gonna try to kill me!"
Get up and get away try charm magic if that fails blow it to bits with holy magic.
You crawl backwards, eyes wide as the thing drags itself after you, making the oddest sounds - between a moan, a gurgle, and the sound of teeth grinding.
You attempt to call up some charm magic, but can't seem to catch enough will to do anything with it. In a panic, you aim your healing magic, and feel pain course through you as the holy magic burns you from inside. You stop crawling, frozen in fire, and the thing begins to get closer, foulness belching out of it's mouth and wounds, eyes empty and deep, like the Abyss.
Dump everything into a strength buff, but don't attack just yet. Only if Noir fails to dodge will Dar'yajira attack the creature (and he'll be lethal, for once).
You summon all your magic into yourself. She crawls backward about ten feet and then freezes in place, perfectly still, eyes on the corpse which is now dragging itself slowly toward her, leaking fluid and making the worst sounds. Dead things shouldn't do that.
"G-Guys! It's gonna try to kill me!"
"Poor thing's probably just confused."
Observe. Stay out of reach.
So far, so good.
>Boggle at the scene. Prepare to do...Something? Should everything go pear-shaped.
>Prioritize saving Aylia should all heck break loose.
It's only a little heck so far. Just hte one really. You boggle as only a single, giant, lidless construct of an Eye could boggle, hovering out of reach and staring. She is frozen, and you see both the cat and Aylia prepare to leap in, Aylia growing catlike as she does.
((busy weekend, am delayed))
I feel my tail growing and see the world growing bigger, but try to control myself and draw my bow on the target.
"Nyoir what did nyu dyou?!"
Which arrow? You maintain enough of yourself to act, and are able to keep the important parts of yourself in your natural form to shoot the bow as accurately as you would otherwise. This thing ... this dragging, bubbling mass, this echo of loathing, this horrible window into undeath ... this thing should not be.
((Welcome back. I hesitated to post the last turn without you))