The Fall of Lee Sidoneth
The first slash catches Lee across the chest, ripping a tear in his flesh. The second drags across his belly, splattering blood upon the stone ground and threatening to spill Lee's entrails. He staggers backwards, dizzy with blood loss and fatigue, clutching at his belly to hold in his guts. He vomits up some of his life force, his lips and chin stained crimson beneath a sweaty brow and out of focus eyes.
He drops to his knees and stares up at the storm raging above. His body goes rigid and his eyes turn completely white, as if milk was being filled into his eyeballs. An unearthly scream exits his lips, turning your blood cold. The sleet storm covering the stairs blows away into nothingness, the conjured ice on the steps vanishing along with it. Pulses of energy burst out from Lee as his magical protections cease to function. He twists his spine and leans his neck and head further back as if his body is being wracked with an unseen pain. Another scream leaves his throat, tearing through the air. Fear is clearly stamped on his face, as if he is seeing something through those milky orbs that is unclear to the rest of you.
"Master!", he screeches to the skies,
"let your winds ... destroy them!". A violent maniacal and terrifying fit of laughter overtakes him before he freezes completely in place. A blink of light washes over him and his body turns dark grey with the texture of granite. It is as if he has been turned to stone, his contorted features and mad face locked in time. He stays like this for only a moment before a gust of wind blasts him into a billion pieces of dust. He is blown away in an ashen cloud and scattered in all directions. A pair of bracers, the control wand and his pants and shoes are all that remain on the ground.
The eye of the hurricane vanishes overhead, and a colossal twister has formed with you at the centre, rapidly closing in. At its rate of progress, you have less than a minute before the twister focuses directly on your position.
Beneath the waves, the squid shudders, spasms and then blasts away in another jet of black ink.
GM: | We are off initiative, but I'm still tracking time based on your actions. | |