Percy dives and rolls out of the way of the opening pit, toward the stone abomination, and rolls to her feet in a dead sprint. She ducks under Neverhome's deadly blade and slides by the monster's leg in a similar move to what she pulled on the Dragon.
Her hand deftly brushes against his stony hide, carrying a terrible blend of magic.
"Oh, no you don't!" Zses shouts as he realizes what spell the Piper's casting, moving out of the way just one moment before the pit appears.
"I've got myself stabbed with pointy things enough times today." he chuckles, looking down into the spiked pit for a moment "You, on the other hand..."
Saying such, the witch points a needle with a bit of thread at the piper, that promptly propels trough the air, directed at the fey.
Allie giggles at the Piper. "That was stupid. Dont mess with my boyfriend!"
"Yea, you'll pay for tryin' to hurt Gorgeous." Hobbes says switching targets to the piper.
Hila will nom the rock-fey thing.
At the sight of so many incoming objects including the flying elf The felinerai changed his plans. He had forgotten that so many of his friends had magics and arrows and... needles? So instead of trying to push the piper off its perch to the ground, he went about trying to remove its head via the edge of his katana.
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Though she sees her attack serve almost no purpose, Sigrun maintains a flaking position with Lyosha, striking again to create a distraction, allowing her beloved's more effective strikes a chance to topple the creature.
Mamushkia will ready an action to heal anyone that needs it and continue to gnaw on her muffin.
A few more small rock chunks fall off the stony creature, but it remains incredibly durable. A pair of solid punches knock Neverhome back a step. Meanwhile, the Piper, looking severely injured and furious, attempts to blind the felinerai and the flying Elf with the full majesty of the First World. It then takes a step back from the rim of the platform, out of sight from those on the ground.
As the piper was now out of sight, Zses decides to focus on weakening notRocky with a curse, before letting out an intimidating laugh.
"मुष्टि शुष्काप, विग्रह मृत्तिका! भवन्तम् निश्चेष्ट!"
Mirrored by his love Neverhome continues to hack into the rock creature.
Feeling the wonder and terror of the creature he fights, there is a moment when his resolve quivers. But it is only a quiver. For a moment, his vision blurs, and his eyes are betrayed by a vision in black, giving an approving nod.
Wiping the sweat from his eyes, the only thing the others see is a widening smile.
"You are not the only one touched by the First World."
Seizing the opportunity, the elf brings his blade to bear, a black series of icicles spiraling down the length of the blade, and a black snowflake appearing on the cutting edge of the blade.
Percy takes a step back from notRocky and fires a ray of sickeningly green energy at the monster.
Come back here you... you...
He half spat out dropping his blade to try to rub the sudden darkness from his eyes. he felt blood there and he frowned even more.
I can't... I can't see she has blinded me!
He called out sitting down and searching for his blade with his paws. He tried to focus on everything around him to no luck.
Dropping her muffin Vashti darts next to Silence placing herself between him and the battle, attempting to figure out what is wrong.
Neverhome was injured as well, but from past experience, she knew it was well in hand for the moment with the wrathful lovers.
Hobbes keeps firing at the piper.
Hila keeps chewing on rock.
With another pair of powerful swings, Sigrun slams her hammer into the rocky monster.
With a quick pair of slashes, Ered defeats the Piper. With its death, the floating boulders crash to the ground, and the stone platform crumbles to dust . With the loss of its rock, the stony creature collapses into pebbles.
"Silence!" the witch rushes as the Caturai falls down to the platform "You okay?"
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Once Silence is on the ground Vashti will inspect and heal the needed parties.
He had just heard friend Zsestrian's voice and was just about to respond when he felt the sudden call of gravity pull him and the platform down as it crumbled. His breath came out in a sudden gasp of air as he impacted into the ground he coughed and exclaimed...
We are fine yes yes, I was just... just bothered by evil magics is all, I didnt have time to react to the crumbling of the stone.
He began his tail lashing and his ears flicking back. He licked the back of his paw and rubbed across his face and over his eyes, doing his best to look nonchelant for the moment, like absolutely everything was fine and he totally didnt just fall blinded or not.
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As you begin to leave, you hear a draconic roar. A pair of Wyverns rest in a nearby tree and look hungrily at you. For some reason, they're giving Neverhome particularly hostile looks....
A burning shiver running up his spine once unheard that particular sound Neverhome turns and gives the pair an equally hostile look.
"Friends of yers?"
"Nyyyyyyyet..." he growled out.
The elf chuckles, hearing the noise right before his weapon is to be sheathed. Stretching his limbs and bouncing from one foot to another, he spins his weapon in his hand.
"Well, well, well...."
Zses rolls his eyes as another pair of hungry critters appears out of nowhere to make them their next snack.
The witch utters something in Draconic: even if you can't understand what he says, Zses sounds decidedly annoyed, exasperated, and much scarier than usual. The last may be because his shadow just seemed to be seeping frigid air from itself.
"Is it normal that stuff keeps materializing out of nowhere to eat us here?" Zses asks exasperated to the twins.
Pretty much. Percy sighs. The best we can do is look threatening. Mommy, please heal Neverhome up. His bleeding is like chum in the water.
"I am fine." he growled without taking his eyes off the drakes.
Hobbes knocks a trio of arrows. "Then let's kill some more scale-bellies."
"I am fine." he growled without taking his eyes off the drakes.
For now. Percy corrects. This has less to do with how you feel and more to do with how much blood is in your shoes.
The larger of the Wyverns growls a response without taking its eyes off Neverhome.
He was not in a good mood, and he didn't like the growling of whatever that was in the trees. So he set his Katana down pulled out his bow and fired at the noise.
He still couldn't see but it didn't matter he was done with this first world nonsense.
"I think the cat has the right idea."
Are we going to fight again, Zes?
That went smoothly..
The hiss from Neverhome is a feral like sound, but it is Ered who steps forward to stand beside the loud mouth among his allies. His tone holds the lilting realities of the natives of Irrisen, and he seems just as irritated.
"Those who serve the Queen of Witches and those who bear the mantle of Black Midnight will not pay with either humility or blood. Your larger kin stood against us and this is what remains..."
He doesn't yet even turn to look at Silence, but his tone is short and a military tone the feline would be familiar with.
"Show them the remains of our last foe."
He points the tip of his blade towards the ground and taps it against the dirt, a black snowflake appearing on the indent.
"So, will you respond with humility? Or your own blood?"[/b]
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As Lyosha bristles, Sigrun's eyes narrow, stepping up along his other side, she draws her sword, the dragon pattern glittering in the sunlight. "Lesser dragons. Shall we show them what we did to their superior my love?"