Up yours, Sauros
Anabstercorian continues his barrage on the ground beneath him, the bolts of unstable ectoplasm leaving a trail of screaming death whereever they strike. He assaults both sides indiscriminately, careful to avoid attracting the attention of Vecna.
But what now falls about his vision? What mind does he now sense there upon the ground?
That, that is Sauros, the Defier, the fool who dared insult Ilsensine by turning to the mockery that is Melkor.
Searing with the unholy dominating will of Ilsensine, still glowing with black light from his dark blessing, he careens towards the ground, landing in front of Sauros like a meteor, sending the illithid flying backwards to land delicately in a combat stance, the fruit of years of martial training. Sauros' elite guard raise weapons and prepare to fire before Sauros holds up a hand. He intends for this to be a one on one. He is condident of his power and his god, and he tenses his tentacles defiantly.
They gaze at each other, the Shadow and the Will. No words are necessary, only thoughts, vageu concepts of anger and statements of intent.
Then they scream at each other, a psionic blast that echoes across the battlefield, and Sauros buckles beneath the psionic dominance that is Anabstercorian, his brains quivering under the effects as Anabstercorian slams him with his ustoppably powerful Mind Blast over, and over, and over, zapping him with a dimensional anchor to keep him from escaping in to the myriad planes. The fight is short and bloody, ending with Anabstercorian grinding Sauros' face in to the dirt with the heel of his boot, as his brains ooze out his ears and eyes.
<< I think we can safely say that Anabstercorian, with his 80 level advantage over Sauros, in addition to his superior magical arsenal, will win this fight decisively. However, if Edena says otherwise - Which I doubt - Consider this whole pose null and void. >>
Anabstercorian looks at the massive hole in the combat lines caused by his Mind Blasts, the dead and the dying screaming in nightmare and madness and agony all around him. The elite guard quiver around him, their brains oozing out their ears. The fight was difficult - He may have had to burn a Wish and several Heals. Nonetheless, he is victorious. Mercilessly he finishes them off before retreating to the slime pools of the Godspires.
<< Edena, I spend a day back at the Godspires resting up and getting serious pampering - Massages, the finest in brains, a heated slime pool, the works. I'll also prep a few more Miracles to boost that Thrall.
I'll need three Miracles, one for each Thrall - I intend to hit Vecna with a psionic Thrall power, a divine Monstrous Thrall spell, and an arcane Dominate Monster spell simultaneously using a special magical item I'll create with Wish spells. This item is a single use creation that is blessed by Ilsensine himself (thus the Miracles) so that it will affect even creatures such as Vecna. Each of my top Solistarim mages will burn a full level of XP in making this little S.O.B. I don't intend for him to have a snowflakes chance in Malebolge at resisting the effect of...
The DICTUM.
Insert dramatic music here. >>