Your attempts at stabbing a bunch of fairy lights dancing in the air bring you nothing. The portal does not react or change in any visible way. However, there is a burst of white light from the camp. You turn to see the sword in the tree burning with an ethereal flame! Meanwhile the trees' chorus reaches a crescendo and threatens to make your ears bleed!
Shirak's dagger passes through the glowing sword without the slightest pause, but the flames jump onto the druids arm and he convulses in a sudden spasm!
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"AAAEEEIII" shrieks Shirak. Unsure if it's the heat...cold?..."That doesn't feel right!" Stepping back, he looks around, desperate for any sign that he's working the right direction on this problem.
Raising his arm up as the realization sinks in, 'What the...where's my dagger...'. Perplexed at this change of events, he tries to swing the blade harmlessly in the air.
Reyo looks to Shirak as the druid shrieks.
What is it Shirak? What's wrong with it? Reyo says, as she presses her hands to her temples, the crescendo of tree-song threatening a headache like no night of heavy drinking could hope to match.
Your eyes flicker to the dancing light of the portal...
"It's no use!" Shouts Torcet, his sword flailing madly at the lights. "This is not a physical thing to attack! We must leave, they are coming!" His eyes roll around, the previous madness slowly taking hold of him again.