Bat-Kal calls another bolt of lightning down on the halfling and flies west to check the other ships.
This time the halfling isn't quick enough.
The Eel lunges at Luthor with claw and fang!
Kal flies west to check another foggy ship, calling another lightning bolt as he goes.
Zirul is going for a repeat of his running leap, hoping for a much better run this time. "I may need you to carry me to the next one, Kal!"
Opal attempts the dispel upon the bomb whose fog she just cleared.
The Eel dodges the lightning again and glares up at the giant bat.
Zirul easily clears the gap and rushes up the deck.
Opal's spell dispels the magic in the bomb and renders it harmess.
Luthor then fires back with a bunch of rights.
Luthor fights off the paralyzing pain from the shock but cuts himself on the halfling's thorny skin again.
The halfing grins those needle-sharp teeth and lunges again.
His claws open more wounds and Luthor succombs to his wounds.
Bat-Kal flies toward Luthor, screeching in anger and distress, and calls a wave to send the naughty halfling plummeting into the depths.
Kal's wave fails to budge the halfling.
Luthor reflexively spits up some blood.
Moving with supernatural speed, Zirul clears the decks of the ships in between and touches Luthor with a bit of alchemical aid.
Next ship fog dispelled.
Opal's spell removes the fog from the next ship.
There are no bombs on its deck.
Seeing Zirul leap aboard the ship and administer aid, the Eel draws an vial and downs the contents to mend his own wounds.
"Another sucker eh? Well I was told to just humiliate you lot but he didn't say how many I had to leave alive."
Kal tries to send the "Eel" for a little swim, then lands on the deck next to Luthor.
This time Kal's conjured wave connects, pushing the halfing into the water with a splash.
"Keep looking. We've got one last ship. I'll get Luthor back conscious." His fingertips sizzle as they begin to seal up more of the wounds that the Freebooter received, his bones popping and the bruises from the elemental's attacks fading slightly.
Opal concentrates and casts again.
The last cloud of fog disperses. There are no bombs on the deck.
Splashing can be heard in the water below.
Zirul looks immensely frustrated. "Don't die, while I'm gone, you f+@*er!" And with that, Zirul drinks down another of his extracts, his form changing and shifting rapidly, growing another pair of arms. After but a moment, his body shrinks in size, from nearing 6 feet down to an even 4. It seems as though, all that mass is compacted down into dense, armor plates over his body. As soon as the transformation is complete, he runs for the railing, to dive over.
Bat-Kal screeches and flaps one wing toward the edge of the ship while reaching out to touch the other to the fallen half-ulfen. He then flaps his wings and flies south-east to follow the halfling should it try to escape.
Luthor sits up as he wakes from his unconscious state like he was in a nightmare, breathing heavily. "Hey, where did everyone go?"
Opal jogs up the ramp onto the deck with Luthor.
"Where did he go?" she asks.
Bat-Kal senses the Eel a few feet under the water.
Within the water, Charda-Zirul spots the vicious little halfling as he swims closer to slash at him with a claw.
"No idea, that Zirul is a miracle worker though. I feel better already. Are there anymore bombs?"
Zirul gurgles in pain, black blood flowing out from the wounds. He grimaces and begins a furious assault, his 4 set of claws and his razor sharp cavern of teeth seeking to return the favor.
"I don't think so. I dispersed the other fog banks and the decks are clear."
***
One of Zirul's claws and his inhuman jaws take a chunk out of the halfling but when he strikes, jagged thorns bite back.
Bat-Kal makes an echoey clicking noise as he locates the halfling. After a moment he dips down to the edge of the water and then shifts, swirling, his wings melding to the rest of his body even as it flows together and apart. With only the slightest of ripples, Kal the water elemental comes to rest in the water fifteen feet from his prey.
Opal runs to the edge of the ship and begins summoning.
The vicious halfing slashes back with his own razor-sharp claws.
"In the water, the Eel is king!" he says in gurgled speech.
He spins and glares at Aqua-Kal.
"You're next!"
Aqua-Kal grins and begins to spin. Faster and faster, around and around, until the water around him begins to be tugged toward him... at which point he moves toward the halfling.
Zirul gasps at the pain, his blood seeping out, staining water, jacket and chainmail as he goes unconscious. The moment his eyes shut and body goes limp, though, the water around him bubbles slightly, wounds straining to shut again.
Pulling another flask from his belt, still bleeding profusely, the surgeon drinks it down and prays to Besmara for the best, grinning slightly as the liquid does its job and draws the flesh swiftly back together.
The halfing easily avoids the powerful current.
"You're gunna have to do a lot better than that."
SpinnywaterKal shrugs and continues north, picking up the wounded surgeon as he goes.
Zirul groans, knowing this is going to be painful, preparing to ride the waves.
Opal gives in to her growing frustration and, combined with her natural feminine viciousness, her summoning takes the form of a monstrous skeletal demon. The creature leaps into the water and Opal steps off after it. Together they tear at the magic protecting the halfling.
The halfling's thorny barbs melt away.
"Hey, what are you doing?!"
With a growl he powers up to Opal and slashes at her.
The pale sorceress shakes off the stunning electricity.
Zirul slurps down another vial of liquid, this one drawing his flesh back together even further. "You'll see soon enough."
As the flesh is knitting back together, the augmented half-elf speeds through the water like a shark, the killing gleam in his eyes. "Surround him!
SpinnywaterKal summons a wave to push Opal to safety, then goes buzzing through the halfling's water again.
Opal flings some magic missiles at the Halfling.
Opal’s missiles pelt the Eel while her summoned demon tries to strip more of his magic away.
But this time it does not succeed.
The vicious Halfling paddles over to monster-Zirul and slashes him with a claw again.
As the electrical current courses through his body, Zirul finds himself mildly stunned.
SpinnywaterKal goes zooming back into the melee, trying again to pick up the halfling and, failing that, picking up the stunned surgeon to carry him off to safety.