Ariela's eyes widen as she processes just how dangerous their battle field actually is. Looking at the enlarges form of Vance, she grins, already plotting how to turn it to her advantage.
Vance was now frustrated. He didn't especially like being restrained in this manner.
Vance pulled himself free from the webs. He then started running towards the end of the field as fast as he could to make up for lost time.
Garridan turns around within the mass of webbing and whips another boomerang from his belt to send it flying after Vance; however.....
The tugging and fighting against the web yanked on something unseen. Ariela's eyes widened in the fraction of a moment an invisible pole sticking out of the ground suddenly revealed itself in a ring of fire.
Luckily no one was nearby the trap, but the web did burn away quickly.
Now unanchored, the web spell discorporated into strands of gossamer. Guardian was suddenly struggling against nothing.
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The caster with the strange flail frowned. "You made the trigger too sensitive."
Thedra shrugged. "You knew they were fire traps, Vedic. Should have cast Entangle."
The caster, Vedic furrowed his brows. "I am not a druid."
Thedra smiled. "Should have cast whatever the sorcererish version of Entangle is."
It was Vedic's turn to shrug. "Fine."
He started casting a spell.
"If you cast Black Tentacles I'm going to make you run laps." Darian deadpanned.
Vedic stopped.
Talas does his best not to move when the flames burn away the web, all too conscious that Ariela is still within striking distance and that an attempt to stand from him will result in, most likely, another jaw-cracking punch. He concentrates on keeping his breathing shallow and not giving any clues that he's actually awake.
Unsure of his condition, Ariela watches as Vance moves towards their ball. He'd always been faster than her especially when it came to defense, but this time she had an edge. This time he was a target so big she couldn't miss. Running after him in perfect silence, she launches herself into a flying kick dead center of his kidney.
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Eythil was still reeling from having been caught up in the webs and then being released from the blast of fire. He was then awed by seeing Ariela charge the much larger Vance and managing to flying kick him hard enough to send the giant man down. She really was amazing as she had taken down not one but two of their opposing team. Though he supposed Garridan had helped.
He glanced at the group on the side including Thedra, he wasn't sure how they did it, but he was certain they had been the cause of the webs. Unsure as to what might happen if he stayed in one spot with so many others he focused his attention back to the field which he was beginning to realize was far more dangerous than he originally thought.
Still recovering from the hit he'd taken he moved slowly towards the end that had Teral.
Thedra winced as Vance went down under Ariela's flying kick.
Looking across the field Ariela assessed the situation. "Garridan, you have range. I'm going after Teral next, anyone gets up, put them back down. Eythil, with me!"
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Eythil nodded and followed after Ariela's lead. He was feeling like he'd recovered all the way and wondered if he could make it past Teral who had moved directly into the way of his path.
They're both so amazing. Is it really okay for me not to do anything while my teammates do everything else?
He glanced back at Ariela and then looked past Teral to the ball on their opponents side of the field.
"How can I save people if I'm always the one needing to be helped?"
Even as Ariela moved across the field, Eythil looked at her, grinned, and started running straight at Teral. Imagining that Teral was one of those... things he had seen the day he'd been pulled out of the blackness of the Abyss by Ariela, and imagining the ball was someone he needed to save, he started running at Teral
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Garridan will prep two of his boomerangs and ready an attack to hit the first opponent to get off the ground...
Having heard Ariela's shouted orders to Garridan-- and knowing full well his friend's skill with his thrown weaponry, as the other man's accuracy had saved his life many a time-- Talas continued to lay still, running options through his mind. With the webs scorched away, there was nothing to use for cover, and he'd be an easy mark should he stand. He didn't even have many of his possessions with him to try and use as distractions, as he'd dropped his pack back on the other end of the field.
Talas breathed shallow, feeling his wounds continue to close.
His face really hurt where Ariela had punched it, though. Hurt, and itched. Talas shifted minutely, unable to keep entirely still.
Garridan smirks as he spots Talas shifting around, trying very hard to play possum and not being entirely successful. He was tempted to let his boomerang fly right that moment, but he paused... "Stay down, Talas. I'd rather not have to knock you back unconscious if I don't have to."
Seeing Eythil barreling towards Teral brings a little smile to Ariela's face as she races forward in a straight line, running parallel to Eythil and giving the lone standing opponent something else to worry about.
Talas offers a rueful toothache smile sidelong at Garridan. "Had to try," he croaks, but he remains prone on the ground for this instant.
Garridan chuckles at his friend. "I know. You almost had me fooled there for a moment too."
"Hoo boy," Teral muttered to himself, rolling his shoulder. Weaving his fingers back and forth, he called up a shield of shimmering light around himself with a swift invocation as he took a few steps forward.
"You know," he called out good-naturedly to the rest of the field, "It seems like things might be a bit one-sided at this point."
Eythil lowered his shoulder and ran straight towards Teral.
Teral, somewhat surprised by Eythil's aggressiveness, brought his morningstar up in a reflexive backhand swing even as he was bowled over.
Seeing the solid hit smash into Eythil before he slams into Teral, barreling past him, Ariela dashes towards the caster, dropping low to drive a brutal kick into his lower ribcage.
Talas feels a little more healing ooze into him, but he still feels as though a moose danced on his skull. He twists around on his belly enough to watch Ariela pummel Teral, wincing a little.
It would be foolishness to stand up when he knows quite well Garridan will make good on his promise, however reluctantly. Instead, Talas slides a dagger free of its spot in his boot, but makes no hostile moves with it. At least he feels slightly better with a weapon in hand. He continues to watch, eyes narrowed; the battlefield has contained surprises so far courtesy of the people testing them. Maybe there'll be more of them. Maybe he'll have a moment in which the odds turn more his favor.
Garridan will prep two of his boomerangs and ready an attack to hit the first opponent to get off the ground...
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Teral let out a whoof of breath as Ariela's kick caught him square in the gut, but he braced himself and returned the blow.
Sometimes, all the luck in the world won't compensate for skill, and his morningstar went wide of his swift attacker. He stumbled backward a few steps, trying to get a little distance.
Eythil let out several pained breaths as he stopped running. That swing had hurt him pretty bad but the magic of the field was already making the pain lessen by the second. Glancing behind him he saw Teral backing up, swinging at Ariela, who had made it to him.
He moved his gaze back down to the whole point of these games, this black ball they were supposed to grab and take back to their side of the field. Unsure of what else to do, he bent down to pick the ball up off the ground, wincing in pain as he did but he exhaled and lifted the ball off the ground.
Garridan keeps a very close watch on Talas and Vance, prepared to strike either of the two men down should they decide getting to their feet is a good idea...