[Philidor gets pulled off of Urianger, and before he can try to take another bite out of him Jing Yuan's lightning hits him. The acrid smell of burning flesh replaces the heaviness of corruption, while Cid's swords pierce right through him. Khun's ice doesn't do much, but once again: it's the thought that counts.
With the spells from Cid and Jing Yuan, which would have been devastating in their own right, and Leo's amplification, it seems like Philidor might be finished. He screeches one more time, a death rattle that effects Jing Yuan (15), Cid (16), and Urianger (17) (I'm so sorry Seto), but not Khun (5) or Leo (2). The scream rattles them to their core, feeling like it's shaking them to their very core... Shaking the room around them, machinery and mana stones joining the rattling and rocking...
Oh.
That's not from Philidor's scream. The man who made himself a monster slumps, crashing to the floor in a pile of blood and viscera, singed and smoking from Jing Yuan's smell, while the house around them creaks and groans. The house, too, had been warped by the moon, by Philidor's madness, and with it gone it can't support itself anymore. The mansion is collapsing, about to bury Philidor's sins and the rest of them if they don't escape quickly. (Very lucky they have magic, isn't it? Though a few of them did just get psychic blasted and gnawed on...)
With the moon rock purified, they can take it with them without any worries, if they decide that's a priority with the ceiling starting to fall down.
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With the spells from Cid and Jing Yuan, which would have been devastating in their own right, and Leo's amplification, it seems like Philidor might be finished. He screeches one more time, a death rattle that effects Jing Yuan (15), Cid (16), and Urianger (17) (I'm so sorry Seto), but not Khun (5) or Leo (2). The scream rattles them to their core, feeling like it's shaking them to their very core... Shaking the room around them, machinery and mana stones joining the rattling and rocking...
Oh.
That's not from Philidor's scream. The man who made himself a monster slumps, crashing to the floor in a pile of blood and viscera, singed and smoking from Jing Yuan's smell, while the house around them creaks and groans. The house, too, had been warped by the moon, by Philidor's madness, and with it gone it can't support itself anymore. The mansion is collapsing, about to bury Philidor's sins and the rest of them if they don't escape quickly. (Very lucky they have magic, isn't it? Though a few of them did just get psychic blasted and gnawed on...)
With the moon rock purified, they can take it with them without any worries, if they decide that's a priority with the ceiling starting to fall down.