Good idea goblin man.
Trier runs out of the portal, if this fails to expunge her, then Trier while scrape his longsword in a circle on the ground, creating a ring of seed crystal around him, which he then forms into a dome around him and sees what happens.
Taking a hint from his goblinoid comrade, Trier rushes to the gate and bursts forth into the Hub, hoping that the change of dimensions will eject Prismata.
As Trier bursts through the other side of the gate, the first thing he notices is that Prismata is still reflected on his body. Undeterred, he enacts his plan B.
[4+1]Trier scrapes his sword in a circle around himself, scattering seed crystal and forming a reflective dome around himself. Prismata curses under her breath before speaking.
"
You've stopped me from moving further, but I have all the time in the world you idiotic rock! I'll just wait till one of your buddies breaks this dome down to try something stupid and then gouge their throat apart!"
Larry tumbles through the gate, wobbly from the sudden blood loss he is suffering from his gaping nose wound. The bleeding is somewhat concerning, come to think of it. He should probably fix that as soon as Prismata is dealt with.
"Do we have to kill her? I'd much rather bind her so we can use her. You got any magic to help, goblin?"
Follow the others. Try the ring of binding thing again, with a stronger soul gem. Gotta catch 'em all. If that fails again, blast the mirror lady with my miniguns using my new module so Trier isn't hurt.
Tobias rushes through in his mech suit, warming up the inlaid miniguns on his mechanical armor's forearms. [5+2]Tobias summons a stronger soul gem to put into the ring, and after clicking it in [3+2]begins pulling Prismata from the mirror into the gem. Much to her dismay, the onslaught of soul damage she has taken from the necromancer Larry has weakened her so much that she can no longer fight the conjuration spell and is bound and powerless inside of the ring.
Gotcha! Prismata was caught. Nickname the wild Prismata?Prismata, Archminotaur of the Glass Realm has been defeated
Slipped, again. I feel like this will turn into a running gag of sorts.
By the way, the guy seems to have three different chains and they're all emitting mana. Destroying those should weaken his pain-related magic. I can also bet that injuring the guy would cause us to feel the same pain so attacking him directly is not recommended.
"Damn Masochist!"
Get to a crouched position and using the Zweihander, try and cut one of the chains. If that doesn't work, quickly put some distance between me and Ax.
((Perhaps not a
running gag, but a falling one?
))
[3]Crimson quickly gets into a crouching position, almost falling back down in the process and makes a quick slash at Ax's chains. He [1]misses horribly, and falls off balance once more. Back to the ground he falls, right on his face. Perhaps he should remain this way so that his companions don't see his embarrassment and shame?
Ax takes this as second opportunity, and [3]narrowly misses Crimson's head with an open palm lunge. He was probably about to toss him like a rag doll, if he hadn't missed.
(living la vida loca) Tell comrades to resist whatever pain they receive. Consider using the opposite of pain to drain her spells of their power. Also consider what the opposite of pain would be. Pleasure? Something to do with satisfaction, or restoration, possibly. Maybe it has no specific name. Stay in a solid defensive position, hidden from Ax, but leave an escape route.
Hiding behind a stone column at the side of the altar near a broken window, Arcodo observes Ax and remains poised to get the hell out of dodge if he takes a particular interest in the scroll-man. After considering the opposite of pain, he reaches the conclusion that it is 'pleasure'. But for some, like Ax for example, those two concepts overlap. Shuddering at the thought, Arcodo yells for his comrades to resist whatever horrid pains they are wracked with. If there were some way to induce pleasure or joy, then it would be logical to conclude it would drown out most of the pain.
Switch boombox
Scribble
Map of North Gate for sale. Only used by little old skeleton on the weekends.
Open map and put my thoughtbones to work understanding it. Specifically look for possible threats and treasures.
Attempt to summon similar maps for each area. And a stocked xerox machine.
Mr Bones begins blasting more archaic tunes as he attempts to decipher the complex map. [6]This actually makes perfect sense to Mr Bones, it makes so much sense in fact that he wonders why he ever even thought of it as complicated or obtuse. [4+1]Attempting to produce maps has mixed results. The South Gate, for example, produces a rather bare-bones map. When trying for the East or North gates, the maps erupt into flames in his bony grip before he can get a good look at them. Mr Bones gets the same feeling from before, the one that makes him feel small and insignificant as well as somewhat nervous. Making maps of areas that are completely uncharted seems to be a terrible idea.
As for the Xerox machine, [4+1]it comes to be next to him. It has full ink cartridges and 300 sheets of blank paper, but lacks power and Bones really isn't sure where an electric outlet is.
"YAR!"
Try to power through the pain, and weave-charge Ax, attacking him in a broad swipe.
Charging in a threading sort of path, Y4R emits a pirate battle cry before swinging his monomolecular edged scimitar right at Ax's neck. [6]A major artery is severed, and the scimitar is lodged firmly into his collar bone. Ax looks blank-eyed for a moment, before his pupils expand to swallow up most of his eyes. "GrAAaAHAAHAHAHAH! ATTACKING ME JUST MAKES ME STRONGER!" Ax reaches out with his right hand, [4]picking up Y4R by his neck and tossing him back a few feet with only one hand. The scimitar is still stuck in his neck as Y4R collapses at the impact, but other than being a bit dazed he is unharmed. Ax pulls the scimitar out of his neck, and rather than bleeding average blood he oozes the same viscous, dark jelly that most of the dimension is covered in. "COME BACK, LITTLE TIN MAN! I HAVEN'T GOT TO BENDING AND BREAKING YOU YET!"
Merunidae rejoins the others studying the maps. She is mostly unaware of what is behind any of the gates. She will look closely at the north map, particularly for any information about the Minotaurs that may be hiding there.
Menuridae would observe the North map, if it hadn't erupted into flames and been reduced to ashes in a second or so. The other two that Mr Bones has managed to produce seem fine though, but she can't even begin to understand the complicated West map. The South one details a huge landmark, and it is marked as a 'decaying cathedral beyond the hill' by a note on the ledger.
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