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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 1873854" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>The blackness around the devil is an <em>unholy aura</em>, bumping its AC up to 36. Arun missed because of it. </p><p></p><p>* * * * * </p><p></p><p>Chapter 270</p><p></p><p>Things suddenly looked bleak for Arun and Beorna, trapped alone in a prison of ice with a fierce gelugon. The dwarves, though tough, had already taken a beating, while the ice devil had been barely scratched. </p><p></p><p>But neither dwarf hesitated to consider the grim nature of their situation. Taking for granted that their allies would hurry to their aid, both dwarves stepped forward and unleashed a full series of attacks upon the devil, leaving nothing back. </p><p></p><p>“Blasted thing’s tough!” Beorna grunted, as her first attack glanced off of the same dark shield that had foiled Arun. But her second swing found a narrow opening that she exploited, driving her holy blade through its defenses and opening a shallow gash in its thick hide. Ugly black ichor spilled from the wound, smoking as the liquid hit the frozen air. </p><p></p><p>Arun unleashed everything he had, trying again to <em>smite</em> the devil with a powerful blow. His sword tore through its shield and into its body, cutting a swath across its body just under its left arm. He followed with another series of rapid strikes, but the devil was quick to recover, and none of his other attacks penetrated its defenses. </p><p></p><p>Only a few heartbeats had passed since it had separated itself and these two foes from the others, but already it seemed that the devil was having second thoughts about its tactics. Rather than attack, it let out an inhuman screech, and with a faint flicker of white light it vanished. </p><p></p><p>“Gone already?” Beorna asked, slicing her sword through the space it had occupied to verify that it had not merely made itself <em>invisible</em>. </p><p></p><p>“I doubt it,” Arun said, already looking around for a reappearance. </p><p></p><p>The wall of ice behind them began to glow, the barrier melting before the force of several <em>scorching rays</em> from Zenna. As an opening appeared, Dannel asked, “Are you two all right?”</p><p></p><p>“The beastie didn’t like what we had to offer,” Beorna said. “But it may be back for more, on terms more to its liking.” The templar paused to cast a healing spell upon herself, easing some of the injury it had suffered from the <em>cone of cold</em>.</p><p></p><p>“Should we retreat?” Dannel asked. “Face it in the outer hall?”</p><p></p><p>“Might as well just line up for another <em>cone of cold</em>,” Shensen suggested. “At least in the chamber, we have room to maneuver.”</p><p></p><p>“All right, we’re coming through,” Zenna said. “But careful, the area around the breach is still deathly cold; do not dally.”</p><p></p><p>Soon the companions had gathered again in the chamber. They spread out, alert for further signs of the devil. Spells were cast, wounds treated, wards laid. </p><p></p><p>Seconds ticked by with agonizing slowness; barely thirty seconds had passed in all since they devil had first appeared.</p><p></p><p>Mole yelled a warning from beside one of the other walls of ice, partially melted by Zenna’s <em>fireball</em>. “I see something moving back there!” she shouted. </p><p></p><p>“I’ll open us a winder,” Hodge growled, lifting his flaming axe. </p><p></p><p>“Ready, everyone!” Zenna said, casting one last spell. </p><p></p><p>“It’s gone!” Mole reported, peering through the translucent <em>wall</em>. </p><p></p><p>A faint sound was their only warning, but it was enough for Dannel’s sensitive ears. The elf looked up... </p><p></p><p>The devil was there, crouching against the apex of the ceiling twenty feet above, defying gravity through the use of some sort of magic. Even as Dannel shouted a warning to his companions, and lifted his bow to fire, the gelugon made a gesture and spoke infernal words of arcane power. The air around the devil seemed to ripple, and then a storm of huge oblong hailstones began to plummet down upon the companions below.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 1873854, member: 143"] The blackness around the devil is an [i]unholy aura[/i], bumping its AC up to 36. Arun missed because of it. * * * * * Chapter 270 Things suddenly looked bleak for Arun and Beorna, trapped alone in a prison of ice with a fierce gelugon. The dwarves, though tough, had already taken a beating, while the ice devil had been barely scratched. But neither dwarf hesitated to consider the grim nature of their situation. Taking for granted that their allies would hurry to their aid, both dwarves stepped forward and unleashed a full series of attacks upon the devil, leaving nothing back. “Blasted thing’s tough!” Beorna grunted, as her first attack glanced off of the same dark shield that had foiled Arun. But her second swing found a narrow opening that she exploited, driving her holy blade through its defenses and opening a shallow gash in its thick hide. Ugly black ichor spilled from the wound, smoking as the liquid hit the frozen air. Arun unleashed everything he had, trying again to [I]smite[/I] the devil with a powerful blow. His sword tore through its shield and into its body, cutting a swath across its body just under its left arm. He followed with another series of rapid strikes, but the devil was quick to recover, and none of his other attacks penetrated its defenses. Only a few heartbeats had passed since it had separated itself and these two foes from the others, but already it seemed that the devil was having second thoughts about its tactics. Rather than attack, it let out an inhuman screech, and with a faint flicker of white light it vanished. “Gone already?” Beorna asked, slicing her sword through the space it had occupied to verify that it had not merely made itself [I]invisible[/I]. “I doubt it,” Arun said, already looking around for a reappearance. The wall of ice behind them began to glow, the barrier melting before the force of several [I]scorching rays[/I] from Zenna. As an opening appeared, Dannel asked, “Are you two all right?” “The beastie didn’t like what we had to offer,” Beorna said. “But it may be back for more, on terms more to its liking.” The templar paused to cast a healing spell upon herself, easing some of the injury it had suffered from the [I]cone of cold[/I]. “Should we retreat?” Dannel asked. “Face it in the outer hall?” “Might as well just line up for another [I]cone of cold[/I],” Shensen suggested. “At least in the chamber, we have room to maneuver.” “All right, we’re coming through,” Zenna said. “But careful, the area around the breach is still deathly cold; do not dally.” Soon the companions had gathered again in the chamber. They spread out, alert for further signs of the devil. Spells were cast, wounds treated, wards laid. Seconds ticked by with agonizing slowness; barely thirty seconds had passed in all since they devil had first appeared. Mole yelled a warning from beside one of the other walls of ice, partially melted by Zenna’s [I]fireball[/I]. “I see something moving back there!” she shouted. “I’ll open us a winder,” Hodge growled, lifting his flaming axe. “Ready, everyone!” Zenna said, casting one last spell. “It’s gone!” Mole reported, peering through the translucent [I]wall[/I]. A faint sound was their only warning, but it was enough for Dannel’s sensitive ears. The elf looked up... The devil was there, crouching against the apex of the ceiling twenty feet above, defying gravity through the use of some sort of magic. Even as Dannel shouted a warning to his companions, and lifted his bow to fire, the gelugon made a gesture and spoke infernal words of arcane power. The air around the devil seemed to ripple, and then a storm of huge oblong hailstones began to plummet down upon the companions below. [/QUOTE]
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