Rolled 15, 2, 15 = 32 (3d20)
>>5745435‘Talk to me, Ghost Pepper, what’s the situation? Over.’
‘We’ve got a demon here!’ you respond, pulling yourself back up and launching yourself towards it… and right before you get there, a metallic cylinder slam down around the demon’s tank, which then lifts up and takes the demon with it! ‘And someone who’s either made it or is trying to use it for very unsavory purposes! Just pulled the demon away, and has used something from it and mixed it with the Destron Gas to try to corrupt uncle Raditz with something! Over!’
Raditz attempts to throw Videl off of him, only for her to fling HIM over and hold him in place from behind in a Full Nelson grapple. “Come on, Raditz, you’re better than this!”
His golden aura takes on a black and red tint, but he’s starting to fight back against it harder. “I… KNOW…! GRAH!”
As Eagalia attempts to slash into the ceiling to find where whoever is in charge here took the demon, Maple teleports in and quickly places her hand on his forehead. “CURSE… BREAKER!” There’s a sudden surge of energy through your uncle, the red and black tint to his aura fading as he starts to calm down. Mom exhales in relief. “You all good, Raditz?”
“Y-yeah… ugh…” With Videl letting go, he holds his forehead. “The hell was that?”
“Likely, something similar to Babidi’s Magic, channeled through that demon you saw.” she responds seriously. “Which means… that’s no ordinary demon. It might be a full-on Majin.”
Eagalia stops trying to slash into the roof and flies back down, the shark-bot behind her. “A Majin?” she asks in surprise.
She nods. “Yeah. I don’t know how whoever is responsible managed to capture or even create one, but given what they just tried to pull right now, I think they’ve been watching us the moment we arrived on this planet.”
The laugh from before echoes through the area, but there’s no taunt to accompany it, nothing but the laughter. Raditz scowls. “Great. What do we do about it?”
“The interior structure is surprisingly well-reinforced.” Eagalia remarks, drawing attention to the slash marks she made in the ceiling.
“The demon, or Majin, or whatever it is, is being moved still.” you note, sensing it traveling to another area, but its faint Ki growing fainter.
“Will you be assisting us with this, Maple?” Eagalia asks.
“As much as I’d like to, I can’t. I have to head back. But let me know immediately if anyone else ends up under that influence.” mom responds, placing two fingers on her forehead. “Best of luck.”
>A. I’m going after that Majin, while there’s still a chance to stop this>B. Okay, laughing guy, Gronko, or whatever you are, show yourself! (Try to distract ‘em into gloating their evil plan)>C. The longer we stay in here, the more chances there will be that someone else gets hit with that, we need to get out of here now!>D. Something else?