Turn 13Fishra continues to attack the chariot. She also tries to freeze the water around the spirits, trapping them in ice
conjure lightening storm aimed at water to electrocute sinners
(Fishra=6, Fishes=4 VS Sprinkled Chariot=2, Spirits=3-1=2)As his weak and powerless creation is concentrated by the fishes Sprinkled Chariot is going for a desperate attack, trying to make power from the sky, his attempts never get enough power to effect the sinners below, his attempts end as his rival creates a wave under the water that pushes him away from the battle, and as he is too far to intervene, Fishra freeze the water around the rest of the attackers trapping them in a prison of ice.
Empyrean will try to grab and throw the Spirits at the sun.
(Empyrean=4 VS Spirits=4)On this front the battle raging on, Empyrean tries to get the spirits to the sun, and it also seems to hurt spirits who get too close, but they always seems to slip away or catch each other before any long term effects happen, in return the spirits seems to be able to hit the giant back, and in the end of that the battle is still inconclusive with no side losing more then the other.
Dekiara frowns. There is clearly something wrong, and the serpent feels like this spirit is between a sword and a hard place. Also, this story is...ideal. Too ideal and simple. What if Dekiara had said that they were the lord of time? Would the story from the spirit have changed?
"I will see this mess for myself, but you need to let me examine the portal first. Is this okay with you? Is there anything else you are not telling me?" Slightly manipulate it, so the spirit is emotionally likely to tell the truth.
6After a small delay they answer back
"You can, but the danger need to stop as soon as possible and at all cost, so don't delay.", Dekiara feels that the spirit is implying something, and as he project his mind through the portal Dekiara find itself in a place as dark as the world was in the beginning with a single light beam shining through, and then he may understand what the one he talked to was hiding, as he feels many spirits similar to the one he talked to before surrounds him, all feel more complete then it, but he also feel another spirit, different spirit, more powerful and more similar to him, he feel that spirit talk to him:"I͍͕̘͉̙̹̍͑ͬ ͖̗ͧ̚h̤ͬͪ̌͛͌ͪ̓ͩö̗͈̟̣̙̰̹̫́p̰̬̘͚̖̑̐̉e͖ͮ̀̐ͮ ͈̰̼̂ͭͭ́̌͑y͓̣̮͇̝̠̞ͬͮ͊ǒ̙͙͓͈̀̈͊̅u͍ͥͫ̚ ͔̲̠̗̙ͮͣ̾͂u͖͍̟̰̭͚̟͔ͬ͆ͩ̎́̓ͫ̏n̗͚͐ͬ̔̍̚d̙̘͓͇͙͈͗ͅě̺̝̙̟̻̘ͣ͋r͇̮͑̈́͌͐͌͗s̻̯͚̘ͣ̋̿͗ͨͮͭͤṯ͛̓̉̽ͅͅă̰͓̭̥̠͚̲͈͒̇͒ͦn͔̳̹̹̊͗͐ͥͯ͗̔d͕̮ͮͤͫ̇ͯ̑̔̄ ͙̟̱̞̜̮͕̬͇ͦͭ̅y͇̲͕ͣ̾o̙̗̍̅u̻͍̍̎̿ͮͪ̇r͉̖ͭ͂͗͆͗ ͓͍̈̒͂̐̇̂ͫ͑c̤̉ͥͫ͑h̻̙̰͇͍̠̤̹̐ͮ͑̑̊ͩŏ̪̺̼͚̜̳ͩ̇ͪͬ̄̅͊I̗͙̺͇ͥ̆ͪ̊ͣ̈c̱̰̮̮̠̏̓e͈̙͉̩͔ͥ̂͋s̞̱͂͂̐̈́͆͐ͫ,̭̖̲͉̆̓̓̽̆ ̻̐ͥ͛̿̚P̟͓͚̩͕ͩ̾ͬ̀̑̈́ͣͅr͓̣̖̮͍ͩ̈́̾ͪ̊ͮ̽̚o̼̳̞̫̞̖̪ͣ̇̈́͂ͫ̉̉͊̄t̗̱͈̭͍̘ͩ̉̈́͒ͧ̎̉̓e̯̬ͭ̈́̌̈ͤc͓̫̲͈͙͎̬͇̅̅͗̒̍t͎͉̹̖͓͉͖͇͑͛o̥̥̽̈ͨ̏̈r̘̗̳̙͕̤̗̘̥̔͒̓̏̾́̀̈̓.̺̪͇̣̞̄̓ͤ̍͐ͪ"
Nix, easily distracted, decides to go home and check on his Snowmen.
The civilization is advancing fine, still not able to create new humans consistently but once in a while one of the experiments succeed and new life are formed, and they aren't able to build outside the bastion but they learned how to make ice coats to keep them cold as they walk on the rest of the iceberg, in one of those travels they even found a new friend, something that might have looked like a human with the head of a deer but his form is twisted and subverted, they are now running outside the bastion trying to keep themselves warm, too cold for them to get inside.
"These weird flying things are racist, they only attacked the animals. And where the hell is my gun?"
To better protect my lands and people I must have a better weapon, use some stuff from my pockets to build a light machine gun and ammo.
2Finding the materials to build the what Dr.Bob wanted in his pocket wasn't a problem, the problem was that he couldn't find the needed manufacturing capabilities to make those, in the end he could make was a fancy sword looking like an Italian 12th century long-sword but from a higher quality of metal, not as good as a machine gun, but look much better on a mantel, he was also capable of making a mantel for himself.