Re: The Road to Perdition
There is always that moment, just at the beginning of life changing experiences, where anything is possible - where the ball can roll down from the peak of the hill in any direction to set a course in motion - where you must be prepared for anything.
And prepared the group is, though some of their number still breath heavily or nurse their injuries they are ready for this fight. Gustav charges forward, his arm brought back as pushes his way to the front, thrusting out at the demon bird just before it can get to Finn. The blade cuts into the demon's thick, black flesh and Gustav is shocked at how his attack, which had seemed enough to take the thing down midair, is mostly absorbed by the thing's chitinous skin.
The blow is enough however, to send the thing off course, turning it's way to the right and streaking past Magnus who raises his shield, though the blackbird only soars above and beyond.
"Clypeus!" Finn shouts, his body suddenly protected by his trickster's magic.
Meanwhile, Judoc steps forward, his staff raised...
Of course, the thing about those life changing moments is, they rarely go as you expect...
Even as Judoc brings his staff to bear, slashing downwards towards the apprentice, the man's eyes glaze over and his knees drop out from under him. Judoc's attack hits with a meaty thwack! against the apprentice's collarbone, though Mika'il barely register's the attack as he drops face-first to the floor with a crash.
"What?" Bjorn stops half-way into his charge, his axe raised though his hand stayed for the moment.
"Unnnnh." Mika'il groans, his body convulsing on the floor of the cave.
Glancing back up from the swooning magician, Finn just makes out Sadda, the demon bird, swooping around a corner, a thick, black ichor dripping from under his wing...
OOC: Out of combat mode. Mika'il seems a complete invalid at the moment, dry heaving and writhing on the floor. All those with Bloodlust, please roll against it not not attack him.