>>6025222You don’t have long until the next fight is a necessity. But this one, instead of being a duel or quick skirmish, looks to be shaping up into a prolonged encounter. You can’t exactly see the faceless army of automata outside your door but you can surely hear their march. You grip your sword and make to stand on your weary legs but a glimmer of light catches your eye on the ceiling. A weird metal device is poking out of it, is it a trap? It looks like a cloudkill or something could spew out at any minute.
“Marie, what is that?”
“A sprinkler, why?”
“Sprinkler? Why is it called that? What does it do?”
“Oh, it sprinkles water around when there’s a fire… Oh my God, Lorina, you’re a genius!”
“H-huh, I am? W-wait- I mean of course I am,” You sputter out as Marie jumps from her seat, “Bub why exactly am I one at this moment?”
“Duh, because a sprinkler sets off when there’s a fire!”
“Oooh, that makes sense,” It doesn’t. What is she getting at? “And that matters because?”
“Because we’re fighting robots!”
“R-right, I knew that.”
“Come on, heat the sprinkler up then!”
“I”m, uh, already doing that! Just needed a bit of time to cast my spell,” You weren’t and you don’t but she doesn’t need to know that. You cast a fire right next to the strange metal gizmo and hear the sound of glass breaking before it feels like you’re once again back in the rain. How exactly is this supposed to help? And why didn’t this happen during your duel with the female construct? Did it have to do with the power?
“Awesome!” She picks up her sword and her face morphs to one of, almost cocky, confidence, “Do it a few more times and we’ll be the least of the robot’s concerns!”
Wow, there sure are a lot of the constructs when Marie opens the door. It’s almost like a sea of metal between the cubicles. In unison, they raise their rifles in your direction, but you are faster. A few spells in rapid succession cause multiple of these “sprinklers” to go off in rapid succession. You’re not exactly sure what the intended effect for this is supposed to be so you waste no time capitalizing on the newfound wet state of your opponents and send off a lightning spell from your messer. The results are catastrophic.
