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"Woah, big guy. I don't think you should be swinging that around. I think I should have it."
<span class="mu-s">"AND WHO ARE YOU TO ORDER ME AROUND, MANNISH WENCH? YOUR WOMB SMELLS BARE AND I CAN SMELL THE TAR IN YOUR LUNGS, YOU ARE WORTHLESS-"</span> "LEX!"
Lex immediately closes the gap between the group and Igor. He puts all of his weight into smashing his shoulder right into Igor's torso. The Graverobber is barely affected by the attack and already has his mace primed to attack to smash in Lex's head like a grape. HOWEVER! "WENDY! NICOLE!" He's too distracted by Lex to notice anyone or anything else.
Both of you rush in to grab onto the Mace. You two are not going to be able to rip it out of his hands; He has a vice grip on it. That's not what matters though. You two are just strong enough to prevent him from attacking.
Lex moves in to help and his sheer gorilla strength is enough to pry it out of his hands. It hits the ground with a clatter but your group of three is shoved back HARD by Igor. You worry that he's about to rearm himself when...
He misses it by a few inches. When you check to see what moved it, you can see sweat dribbling down Wendy's face. Her hands are held out, palms exposed. She used her telekinesis for that. Good thing she's 'leeching it off you' or whatever cope excuse she used.
Igor snorts and moves in to grab at the mace again.
>30!
The telekinetic trick bought Ashley just enough time. Turns out the 'wench' he was making fun of was way faster than he was. Ashley snatches the mace off the ground and easily ducks away from Igor before he could try grabbing her. Your group breaks away from him to see how he'll react now that he doesn't have a weapon.
<span class="mu-s">"YOU. YOU...yo-you...WHORE! DAUGHTER OF QALRI! VILE DEMON!"</span>
"Turns out a 'boyish wench' was faster than you. Now, are we feeling better, big boy?"
"The only demon here is y-you. H-had to make ME use my powers. Feh, tastes awful to use."
"Uh, don't think we should be making fun of him. Smashed my shoulder in him and it was like hitting a stone wall."
Igor places a hand on his forehead. His eyes, which you note have the same shine as actual gold, are beginning to dull. Whatever spark of pure unfiltered POWER he had moments ago is flickering. <span class="mu-s">"H-HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT SOMEONE OF MY AUTHORITY...?"</span>
"Authority? Sir, I do not know who you are or what army you stand for but you have a Kaptain outfit. We have an Admiral here."
<span class="mu-s">"ADMIRAL? BULLSHIT. I DO NOT SEE-"</span> You interrupt him before he even has any room to speak by first intentionally clearing your throat as loud as you possibly can.
[CAPTAIN'S AUTHORITY] "Do you think you have authority over me, wench?" A deep, silky voice that sounds nothing like your usual speaking voice comes out of your mouth. "I may not be THE Admiral but I imagine you can feel HIS presence, no? Even if you do not know his name."
Despite his knees shaking, Igor is putting up an air of flippant indifference. <span class="mu-s">"NO. YOU SPEAK IN LIES."</span>
