Eldobik - So enthralled with the woman's beauty you don't notice anything that transpires till she is gone.
All - With her hand extended a teal halo encompass her body. Large bones fly out of the bag the brute is carrying, cracking together in a line. Overhead you hear a slow whine which rapidly speeds up.
Bacta & Marcus - After a moment you spot the two gnomish airships above you. Bacta dives to the side just in time for the, DAT DAT DAT as the rotary gun fires at him. Sliding he releases the bolt from his crossbow, the brute barely intercepts the projectile as it thuds into his chest.
All - The brute, bolt in his chest, reaches up and snaps the shaft with two fingers. Calmly he pulls a bundle of cloth from his bag and unrolls it behind the woman.
The woman finishes as you see the completed bone spear, floating over her hand, she gives Marcus a dark look, time to die. she hisses pointing. Tearing through the air, the bones spinning give off a whistle, toward Marcus. Marcus your shield is perfectly aligned to block the fowl enchantment. With a rough shove Lysander sends Marcus tumbling as the bones strike his shield in the place of Marcus. A horrendous screech of bone on steel rings through the dusk air. Ripping through both armor and flesh the spear embeds itself into the ground. Lysander, shock contorts his face, covers the gaping hole in his chest. Preta, who had been advancing with you, roars in pain crashing to the ground in a thunderous commotion.
The woman scoffs eyes still locked on Marcus, can you not ever do as your supposed to. the brute stands on the unrolled cloth, Mistress, It's ready. The woman stomps her foot, Capture them, we need living sacrifices for father anyway. As she moves to the cloth the elves advance on you, and one of the airships begins to descend.
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