"It is done," Elam says, nodding and looking at the opened door. He listens intently for a quick second when the screams become clear. His face thinking as he listens.
"The sacrifice victims," he says bluntly. He looks to Ryhim,
"It is lucky for you Sarceran that the fellow screaming was rugged enough to die this slowly. You were next in line to fill the edimmus' cost of blood and organs."
Without further delay Elam moves over to the excess gear that he had downloaded over to the side before the high-exertion effort of door-chopping began. The swordsman quickly sifts through the bags that he took from the fallen Akken and Adar-Malic. He pockets a few small items, one being a folded paper and the others are unclear. He pulls out some sort of shoulder strap harness and buckles it under his arms and on his chest.
He consolidates a few other items into a small shoulder bag and carries it to Iasu. He speaks to his brother in Otessite.
note="jabes.plays.rpg"] "Take this, brother," Elam says opening the bag to show Iasu the contents.
Iasu sees two balls of wrapped straps of iron with edge runes. Iasu knows that these are the Hinnomic Serpent Bands. Akkeen and Adar-Malic had talked extensively about them over the last week. They had been studying them to learn the command mechanism. These things were magical, filled with the spirits of imprisoned edimmu they said.
"I am taking two myself, hopefully I can catch Suter-Set. But if I fail then perhaps you can succeed." Elam says, taking the bulky ball in a hand to show Iasu.
"Our brothers did unlock the secret commands. You saw that it worked on Balis, hopefully it will work for us against Suter-Set."
Iasu remembers earlier when
Akkeen captured Balis with one of these devices.
Elam continues quickly to explain.
"The command word I have memorized. Akkeen made me, though I never thought I would be the one to wield these artifacts."
"Remember this. brother: Warad-Syyra. That is the power word.
You cast it at a man - an enemy. While it is in air call out the power word. Warad-Syyra.
The edimmu in the irons will awaken and entangle your target. No one can escape them."
Elam nods and puts the ball back into the bag and the bag to Iasu's shoulder. He comes close to Iasu and speaks a quick plan, something that Iasu is used to with Elam - and is so at odds with the Northerner Kray Mercon's ceaseless talking on strategy.
"We will descend the stairs through the séance room and enter the Pitt chamber without delay. There is a small ledge on the south east corner wall that I can make it to. From there I can leap to the platform."
Elam draws both of his swords.
"Then I will kill him. Kill him there and cast him into the Pit."
As he often does, Elam speaks so matter of fact even about the spectacular. Iasu has come to know that Elam's speed and ability to jump is beyond the capability of normal men.
"While I am moving, shoot him if you can, brother."
Simple enough.
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Elam draws both of his swords after the brief exchange and handing the shoulder bag to Iasu.
His body shifts back to readiness and his eyes lock on the entryway into the chamber beyond the burning door.
He looks over to Kray and Bryn. They see his face is serious now for battle,
"We must move quickly."
And he glides through the smoke, past the flames, into the Séance Chamber, leaving the excess baggage behind.
