INITIATIVEWith implacable and deadly ease,
Bobby Joe brandishes his deadly boomstick in white-knuckled hands! He levels it at Tim... at the same time as Lem barks a desperate incantation and
the room floods with light!BOOM! Buckshot sprays the room—ball bearings, coins, steel shavings, and the end of a fork dance with a sprinkle of rock salt through the air in a deadly ballet. The cone of pain narrowly skims Tim's shoulder as it sails past, pinging off rock, and... bigger rock?
A two-and-a-half meter slab of solid granite catches the rest on its immensely thick hide. A single glass eye chewed on by some long-forgotten cat rests inside an anvil-flat skull. A single arm dangling on a stick of iron like an awkward crane swings at its side.
The Dice Gods giggle at the human's hubris... <(1)>FWOOOOOOOSH!!!A
titanic jet of flame belches from Tim's hands and
scours the room! His erstwhile 'friends' are caught in the blast! Three figures—a human, a hulk of stone, and... a flash of purple...? vanish for a moment in the incinerating cloud.
Fortunately for Tim, everything goes wrong too fast to feel any pain.
The sheer force of the blast knocks him off his feet, shooting him back like a runaway rocket. Failing to keep his hands parallel and straight, he first flies up,
slamming his back into the ceiling with a meaty
crack. He continues on, scorching the walls black in a disconcertingly artistic pattern of a platypus' duck-like beak. It ends when Mirabel, throwing back some of the excess force, knocks him bouncing off two walls like a pinball before splattering on the floor.
FATALITY
Bobby Joe is singed to [2/10] HP. Lem, hiding behind his golem, stands firm with [6/10.] Mirabel deflected most of the damage, and is down to [8/10.] Lem, because you didn't explicitly order an attack, I'm giving you advantaged initiative next round.