Try a Lightning Arc on the priests.
You fire lightning at them. The flash whitens out hte room for a few seconds, leaving an after image on everyone's eyes and a harsh ringing in everyone's ears. Tbhe chanters remain as they were, chanting - well, at least their lips are moving - and with little electrical discharges racing around their limbs and out along the floor, ceiling and walls. that's ... probably not a good sign.
Retreat back toward Ebony and hand her the sling and explosive bullets.
"Try these next. Aim for the eyes. Or their mouths, whichever's easier."
Afterimage burned into your eyes, you stumble through the wind which is whipping through the room, and reach Ebony's side. You hand her the sling. She looks troubled. Maybe a little disconcerted.
Fix the godsdamn wings, motherfucker.
You perch, and begin gnawing on the fur on your arms, tearing chunks of it off a beakful at a time. It tastes like smoke, ash, and hatred, and dissolves in your beak, bringing an acrid stench to the air around you, and a cloud of reddish black.. After a while, you begin getting feathers along with the fur. Finally, you are able to stretch the wings out properly to the side instead of that weird forward and backward motion they were doing before. A few test flaps suggest they are in working order.
Hold the door closed and look around for something to jam it closed. If one of the dying soldiers dropped their weapon use that
Try as you might, the door bursts open, flinging you aside. You take your second sword to the gut in this mission. Your armor takes most of the blow, but you are stunned, and drop in pain.
Try to dodge that guy, and run my sword through his chest while he's down. Then find someone who isn't an omega or one of the chanters.
You jump to the side, and the fellow drops head first to the floor. You yell "hold still, bacon!" and stab him through the back. He doesn't move, just continues crisping up nice and delicious like. "Oh bacon, if only I had time ... " You lament as you head up the right side stairway to where Korvash is fighting for his life.
Since nobody seems to have an objection to it, sip the speed potion and attack the chanters. Try to dodge any attacks from them or my teammates as I do so.
Only one portion? Not both? Aww, I wanted to see what happened to you for that. Oh well. You take a drink of the potion. It tastes like moonshine cut with tar and motor oil. It feels like fire, mixed with commercials for energy drinks, one after another, blasted straight past your eyeholes into your brainhole. Everything is moving super fast, and super slow at the same time. You attempt to stand, to concentrate, and to move toward the enemy, but you find yourself on the carpet, face down and twitching.
Find something fairly heavy, and throw it in one of the chanter's stupid face.
You grab one of the chairs from the storage room and chuck it up at the chanters. It ricochet's off the wall, shattering in the process, and causing the chanter on the left to flinch and step out of position a little.
The wind, which was rising dramatically, picking shit up and throwing it about, falters a bit. That lightning dancing about the chanters is still troubling, however.
I'm betting on a thread name change tomorrow.