>>5550713>>5550738>>5550787>>5550796>>5550834>>5550881>>5550912>Cast a magic spell to lend him some aid.>Let Molly go forth to assist him.>Bredbeddle will be watching our back“Molly, please lend him a hand, would you..? I’ll keep a spell on hand in case things go awry.” You look to the knight, whose begun to trot forward with his sword against the ground behind him. “And Bredbeddle, would you please keep an eye on our back? We ought to keep an eye out for monsters.
“Oh? And who put you in charge?” The gnome grumbles beneath her breath, but she nonetheless looks back to the corridor behind you. “Whatever. I could totally handle a slime..”
You watch the wild woman set forth with her axe as the witch/knight raises his sword. You raise your wand, ready to play WALL OF FIRE, but.. a strange drip atop your hood draws your gaze upward. You look up just in time to catch sight of a BLANKET OF SLIME plummeting from the ceiling! There were three!
The green mire envelops your head with a blorb. You open your mouth to shout for a spell and raise your wand, but you just get a mouthful of slime in turn. It’s near impossible to see from the claustrophobic haze of green. The acidulous gelatine tingles at your skin–light for now, perhaps, but it will soon begin to burn. That is if you don’t run out of breath first.
>Run forward! Maybe Molly can manage to carefully cut it away? Actually, probably not Molly.>Run backward for Bredbeddle. >Smash your head against the wall. The sheer power of blunt force.>Write-In. 