Muga sends his blade through the two androids adjacent to him, cutting easily through their synthetic flesh. One mace clatters to the ground, while another stabs into the floor and remains sticking up.
Yvell's chain curve blade severs through the two androids standing in the grease. They collapse to the ground, their blood mixing with the magical grease beneath them.
In that case, Grammanar will take a held action to double-barrel two shots at the first enemy who appears.
Yvell holds his loud blade aloft as he sees his enemies fall. " There are the blobs and leader left, advance! Take out any stragglers on your way here. Valtyra if you could focus your light friend on the oozes that should be helpful."
When it gets back to Perdix, he will dismiss the grease.
Seeing Yvell and Muga take more hits Val channels while her archon attacks.
Juxt and Grammanar shoot at the android as it tries to move through the grease, They knock out its feet and it slams face first into the muck.
Valtyra's Lantern Archon fires beams of light at the (blue) mass of flesh. Its tumorous body begins to knit together as it moves forward.
Phylla shuffles beside Valtyra, not wanting to get in the way of the fighting.
The remaining simpler android rushes out of the room and swings his morningstar at Muga.
Lumbering forward, the first ooze plods along the grease and swings its mass at Yvell. Its body slams against the ground, missing him completely. The android "boss" growls as she fires a blast of cold from the gun at the paladin skald.
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Yvell fights off the cold though it seems to freeze over his armor, the Grease dispelled, his weapon roars from its internal engine a wrathful teeth. " Remember! Don't let these blobs touch you. "
He looks to the split-faced android, an odd calculated tone resonated from his angry voice,
"Does that mean slashy slashy is fine, or should I hold back on that?"
Yvell chuckled as he raised his blade, " I'm saying don't be careless and get hit, it carries nothing special besides its ugliness that I know of and the disease. "
"Ah, was just asking in case me spraying its blood everywhere would be a bad idea."
Muga appears to be barely paying attention to the creature he is currently fighting.
Yvell cuts into the blubbering mass of flesh in front of him as he sees the rest of the group pushing forward.
The female android laughs, hysteria, anger and fear in her voice as she speaks in Androffan.
Muga knocks down the last "regular" android with his blade, slashing at it another time for good measure.
Juxt's arrows cause blood to ooze from wounds in the female android. Instead of showing pain, her expression seems more of sadness as the weapons pierce her body.
Yvell's blade cuts through the tumorous jelly with his loud elven blade, splattering mucus in a circle around the creature. Its body seems to knit together as he cuts it, but is not enough to keep it from surviving the onslaught. The monster deflates as it dies, leaving behind diseased goo in its place.
Grammanar holds his fire. "No Dominion here!" he shouts back in Androffan, holding up his holy symbol of Brigh. "Just travelers, who you attacked. Stand down or die."
Perdix waits to hear the response from the android.
"Please stop. We dont belong to this 'dominion.' We didnt come here to fight." Val shouts in Androffan.
Yvell looks to the rest and then sighs, " She is clearly... insane or misinformed. Much like Meyanda, we may need to knock her out.. to cooperate. Phylla.. you know of a way to calm someone down forcefully correct? "
He then looks to the android, his voice assuming Androffan once more.
The android's voice becomes neutral. "You are lying. I know it. You can't trick me with your words." The cold pistol shakes a little in her hands, but she continues to point it at the group. Her eyes blink separately.
Phylla sends, "There are a dozen voices in her head, some of them screaming about some kind of Dominion. Some of them are thinking about killing you servants, the other voices are thinking about killing herself. This creature is quite strange... The jelly creatures thoughts are just bloop-bloop-bloop..."
Yvell sighs, " Thank you Phylla, However unless you do something, we will have to mercy kill her.. for she is insane. Or as I had said, knock her out.. but it will have to be quick. Suicide was an option "
"Well... Heh, I'm finished here." Muga shrugged as his final slash elicited no response from the twitching insane android. "You guys have this handled, there's no more interesting opponents." Muga's blade flickers, out the flames dying out. He stabs it into the floor to hold it aloft as he begins refilling his sheath with gunpowder.
" Hrm? If you considered these enemies.. 'interesting' Muga, your quality of opponent has dropped over time. But I see, your bloodlust has been achieved, luckily the fight is indeed in hand " His own blade still loudly made its presence known though currently on standby.
"I'm reaaaly not interested in a blob, and you don't seem to want to kill the other one. It's all a matter of comparison."
" Muga, I've been over this.. you will lay your weapon down and die one day because of that. Basic training.. no instinct says you do not lower your guard until the threat is gone, underestimating them is folly.. "
"Any opponent strong enough to make me feel pain can go through my guard as though it was wet parchment. And my sword is just as deadly in its sheath as waving around."
Yvell smirks, " Any opponent with half a brain could break your guard. You havent worked on it since I've know you, Muga. Something we should correct really. "
"When the woman who makes everyone immortal leaves, I'll concern myself with that."
The hungry flesh moves closer and tries to slam its tumorous bloody body into Yvell. It latches onto the half elf paladin/skald with its rotten flesh and holds on tight. The android takes aim and fires her icy pistol in two successive bursts.
disease and grab
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cold damage
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Muga finishes sheathing his blade, "Just tell me if you'd rather have her in pieces than alive."
Yvell quirks his face in disgust as the mass of Flesh holds him tightly upon him. The beams of ice freezing painfully but no more than he could handle. " How quaint you think you can hold me with this? "
Yvell funnels his divine power and attempt to toss the blob off
Afterward he tears away from the Flesh weapon ready and applies healing to himself once more.
EDIT:
Perdix will again use Diviner's Fortune on Grammanar.