Score glanced at the flooding room for another short moment, reviewed her options, then calmly summoned her sword and drove the oversized weapon point-first into the floor.
With the strike of her energy blade, a perfectly square depressions forms in the floor! A strong whirlpool is summoned and begins to suck the water-and all the floating debris-downwards...
...
WindKnight had tuned out of the conversation as it got depressingly 'technical' in nature. He didn't quite care about the finer points of the workings of the magic which formed his armaments, only that it worked.
Instead, he had begun work on his next time killing project-turning the fragments of the craggers code, he had formed the creatures head in his little garden, and was in the process of turning it into a decorative fountain. He was sure what was left of the virus would be happier as a sedate garden rock, without anyone to annoy its peaceful slumber-its crazy red eyes now glowed a relaxed ocean-blue, and it had retaken its original form as a Goddess statue.
Then, WindKnight felt a drop of water strike his helmet...
"...Rain again?" WindKnight said, looking into the sky. Then he was struck on the head by a flat digital pad
(briefly flashing by, the pad read [KAUKOS PATCH NOTES 11/27/20XX]). He noticed a rain of similar junk was coming along with the water!
"Perhaps it will be prudent to take cover." WindKnight said, moving to the cover of his porch. Said porch was actually as large as his entire house. Kauko had cleverly designed it take up the same digital space. Once he moved into the front door, it simply reconfigured the same area as his 'house'. As long as he closed his eyes during the upload, he hardly noticed!
He watched from the comfort of his favorite 16-bit chair as his yard was plastered in increasingly strange objects (Apparently, winter was coming?) and wondered if he had, perhaps, brought about this calamity.
...
Scores room went through some strange iterations as Kauko rapidly attempts to fix the malfunctioning program. First of all, he managed to stop it-this was good. Second, the remaining water in the room turned into harmless steam. This was better. Then the clouds of steam abruptly turned into a rain of snow which covered the room in a chilly blanket. This was not good.