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Hearing an imaginary starting gun fire, you leap into action and rush your devilish doppelganger just when her left eye starts to glow! Dropping to the floor just in time to avoid a sweeping <span class="mu-r">LASER EYE</span> blast, you hop back to your booted feet well within the demon’s proverbial ‘<span class="mu-i">grill</span>’! Weaving past her twirling <span class="mu-r">TELESCOPING PITCHFORK,</span> you go to stab her in her devilishly-sexy face, but are deflected to the side by a skillful parry!
Ducking under another pitchfork sweep aimed at your head, you deliver a sweep kick to her legs, but whiff it when the demon hops over the attack with ease! Using her jump to bring her pitchfork down in a stabbing motion, you just barely manage to roll out of the way as the weapon’s sinister tines create spidering cracks in the lab floor!
“Dat’s some solid craftsmanship there!” Ly remarks as <span class="mu-r">DEMON STAN</span> yanks the weapon out of the ground and shakes off the chunks of debris still clinging to it! Doesn’t he have anything <span class="mu-i">useful</span> to add here!?
“Say, remember dat’ stuff we picked up at da <span class="mu-g">CHURCH?</span>” Asks your skeleton as your not-so-better half stabs at your chest with her fork! No, Ly, you growl as you knock the weapon aside with your <span class="mu-g">BONE CLAWS</span> and get in close, you’re a little too busy to reminisce right now!
“I mean da’ <span class="mu-g">SPRAY BOTTLE,</span> Stan!” He groans as the demon thwarts your plan by clasping her gloved hand around your throat! “Maybe it’s <span class="mu-g">HOLY WATER!</span>”
Hey, you’ll try anything once! Stabbing at her chest with your claws, you manage to get the demon to release you and back off long enough to retrieve the <span class="mu-g">SPRAY BOTTLE</span> from your pockets! Flinching at the shimmering water within, <span class="mu-r">DEMON STAN</span> regains her confidence with an overhead twirl of her fork before rushing you again!
This time you’re ready for it. Instead of parrying the weapon, you instead just barely duck to the side and let the demon’s attack carry her over to you! Shocked by your sudden proximity, she removes one hand from the pitchfork’s shaft and moves to stab you with her <span class="mu-r">BONE CLAWS,</span> but you’re faster! Drawing the <span class="mu-g">SPRAY BOTTLE</span> like a cowboy’s revolver, you flick the nozzle to ‘<span class="mu-i">mist</span>’ and go to town on your doppelganger’s face!
“<span class="mu-r">NNnNgH! OoOWW!</span>”
Yea, she didn’t like that. Flailing like a cat that just got blasted with a hose, the demon nicks you across the cheek with her claws as the two of you recoil from each other–the former hissing and burning from your attack, the latter not wanting to become a pincushion! Filling the lab with a feral growl, the demon rushes you with speed rivaling yours: one hand on her still-burning face, the other preparing to strike with her fork!
<span class="mu-b">ROLL 3d100 TO NOT GET STABBED! I’LL TAKE THE BEST OF 3 ROLLS! YES, PARRYING IS VIABLE HERE!</span>
