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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 3883479" data-attributes="member: 2323">[PLAIN][Realms #414] Pulled Away[/PLAIN]Shamalin watched in horror as it bore down on Huzair. The wizard was, as always, sleeping near the fire and had only just begun to stir from Morier's shouted warning when the thing slithered toward him. The attack was hasty, and would have missed had the mage been on his feet, but lying prone and wrapped in a blanket, Huzair could do little to avoid the attack. With an obscene slurping sound, the wizard disappeared head first into the formless spawn.Nearby, Anania rolled to her feet, bow in hand and an arrow at the ready. She hesitated for an instant as the mage was swallowed whole, afraid that she might transfix Huzair if she fired into the creature's mass. She needn't have worried, for as  she drew her sight further along the trailing length of the thing's oily black body - away from the engulfed wizard - she sent her shaft uselessly into the hard ground beside it."Oi, Shelia, time to brim with Frost!" Karak bellowed as he jumped lithely to his feet. "Now if'n I can only get there before that damned elf!" Only Morier and Ixin had seen Karak fight without his armor on, and it was easy to forget how fleet of foot the dwarf really was when so unencumbered. He was a blur of motion now as he charged. He leapt over the fire that separated him from the thing and brought his holy axe down in an mighty overhead chop that cut through the creature's gelatinous body and bit deep into the earth beneath. The thing let out a shriek that clawed madly at the senses.Ixin winced momentarily at the sound and then she was getting to her feet. She felt dragon breath aching hotly to be freed from her chest, but there was no clear target. She would burn either Karak or Huzair if she used it, so instead she called on the Weave and solidified mana into a pair of crimson-tailed Magic Missiles that strobed briefly in the darkness. They struck unerringly and then rebounded immediately on her, sizzling into her chest. She yelped and clutched at the smoking holes cut into her scales.Ayremac rose to his feet with a single pull of his wings and Windblade was in his hand as if some sleight of hand trick. There was no way for him to reach the creature as Karak had done, so he called down a Holy Smite on the ooze. Unlike Ixin's Magic Missiles the spell was not turned back onto the Holy Warrior, and it burned along the blasphemous thing's unwholesome flesh like divine fire. Again it let out a wail of pain, but it still held fast in its gullet the wizard.Shamalin protected herself with a Magic Circle Against Evil and moved closer to the melee.Morier started forward as well, but seeing that the shapeless mass was engaged with others for the moment, he paused to imbue himself with Bull's Strength.The creature writhed about beside the fire, roiling about like a snake in its death throes. That horrendous tearing sound occurred again and the black mass seemed to drain away into the ground. Karak was the only one close enough to strike at it and he did so, but his axe passed harmlessly through its insubstantial form as it disappeared......taking Huzair with it.</blockquote>

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