Growling in anger, Glom moved concentrated again, grinding his teeth. His eyes flared red, and he unleashed fire from his mind at the undead creature he had wounded previously. (2 point Energy Ray [Fire], 14 + 4 = 18, a solid hit for 9 points of damage) "Glom DESTROY!" the goblin screamed. But the creature dodged the brunt of the flames, though by now it was thoroughly blackened; its bones charred and cracked.
Horsom tried to think defiant thoughts as he sank beneath the foul water once more. The whispering voice in his head laughed derisively. Soon you will belong to me.... it hissed. And I will use you to dispose of your friends.....
Selanil tried to shrug off the latest scrape and bite from the foul creature, though he alone did not feel a burning sensation each time the thing successfully attacked him. He grinned at the sign of the creature's pain from his previous attack, his scarred face looking quite hideous. He gripped the spear tighter and swung it again, attempting the batter the thing into submission. (6 + 7 - 2 = 11) Unfortunately, the poor footing coupled with his momentary distraction as Glom's attack streaked into the dark chamber caused him to miss.
Despite its terribly burnt bones, one of the creatures launched itself at Dain. Despite the toughness of the dwarf's armor, one charred claw scratched him (1 hp damage). Dain shrugged off the burning sense of paralysis and swung Tor-Angol, (13 + 7 - 2 = 18) striking the undead thing heavily (11 hp damage). As the scorched and sodden bones broke like rotten sticks beneath the force of the blow, Dain quickly bent to fish Horsom out of the fetid water.
Kregor hissed at his failed attempt to thwart his foes. "Something powerful enough to hinder Gragnor's will poisons this place." He paused to determine how many of the creatures remained, half imagining that the ruined stones hidden by the water were more of the creatures. He could only see one remaining. It was trying to get past Selanil's defenses, but the elf blocked its every attack.
The massive half-orc began moving to the last of his foes, blade in hand. (Because of the submerged rocks and poor footing, he cannot attack this round.)
