2nd Melee Round, 1st Set of Initaitives
Polkatain vanishes from the sight of his teammates.
Haivng himbly avoided the fireball, Nyx steps forward into even closer range. He fires off two more shots at the same time. One shot definitely hits as the monster flinches from the impact, but Nyx things that the other bullet went into the wall behind him.
Lucas feels a plink. The stray bullet bounced off the wall and then clipped him. It's energy mostly spent, the projectile harmlessly plinks against the shoulder of his armor.
Na-Wa bursts into the next room. His perceptive nose is assaulted with grim horror even before his eyes. He's standing in some sort of workshop or dungeon. A frail figure, an older man, is chained to a wall in here, his body covered with wounds. Magic leaks from these wounds like oozing blood. The familiar shape of Won-Ecke glints to Na-Wa in the flashing light of the firefight. The sword is buried blade-first into the stomach of the captive, pinning him to the wall.
With a flick of his wrist, the vampire sends out another gout flash burst of fire, this one in the direction of Lucas. The ranger is able to twist out of the way of the fireball. The fireball instead hits the staircase, reducing a large portion of it to cinders and ash.
Now that Nyx sees the fireball more clearly, he recognizes that this is definitely an application of pyrokinesis. It's expensive, but the Psi-Slinger has seen other psychics do this before.
Lucas follows this attack with an attack of his own. He swings his cudgel in a downward arc, targeting the bald head of the vampire. The vampire blocks the blow with his forearm. hears an oily voice inside of his head. It says to him, secret line.