>>6373958A pair of ethereal arms clasp your shoulders, but you’re ready for them! Dropping limp like a toddler refusing to put on a sweater, your desperate measure seems to pay off!
“ACOLYTE,” Shrill-Voice shrills in growing disbelief, “What, pray tell, is the issue here!?”
“He’s… it’s… his <span class="mu-i">full</span> body weight…” Aile grumbles as his arcane grasp struggles to move you, “I… I can’t…”
“Oh for the love of…” Groaning in disbelief, The Assessor picks you up with an arcane appendage of her own–but a swift <span class="mu-s">HELLGEYSER</span> jostles you free and elicits a startled gasp from the whole panel!
You’re pretty sure you can hear a subdued laugh from where Oti was, too…
“Y-you would <span class="mu-i">DARE</span> oppose us!?” Stammers Shrill-Voice as her peers join her in unintelligible sputtering, “The <span class="mu-s">STAR-CLOAKS!?</span>”
Yea, you frown, you <span class="mu-i">WOULD!</span> Dare, that is! Landing on the floor like a cat, you flex your magical muscles and conjure up a fistful of flames in one hand as you get a good grip of some solid stone masonry in the other! Not wanting to play your <span class="mu-s">GOD</span> hand yet, you leave the latter where it sits… for now!
“Very well, then…” Principal coldly replies as you feel the magical mustiness in the room shift, “If you will go willingly, you will go <span class="mu-i">bleeding</span>...”
“Oh! OH!” Aile exclaims, stopping The Assessors dead in their tracks, “Assessors, if I may-”
“A bit busy here, Acolyte…” Sultry grumbles as her voice closes ranks with her fellow mages, “Make yourself useful and grab a mop from <span class="mu-s">THE VESTIBULE OF CLEANSING-</span>
https://youtu.be/jpvJjwGqjPU“... Yes, that.”
“B-but Assessors-”
“Don’t call us ‘<span class="mu-i">Butt Assessors.</span>’”
“J-just please… PLEASE allow me to remove this garbage from your mighty gazes!” Aile pleads, earning a deafening silence in return! “... by defeating him in combat. Not trying to pick him up again.”
A trio of ‘oooh’s fill the chamber.
“Hmm, very well…” Principal replies as Acolyte Aile disappears with a muffled ‘<span class="mu-i">thhp!</span>’ and reemerges facing you in the center of the chamber, “Complete this task and we’ll give you some Extra Credit…”
“Fail and we’ll beat him regardless.” Sultry shrugs. “But, hmm… you’ll have to buy us all sweets as punishment.”
“The fancy ones!” Shrill-Voice chirps, clearly already warmed-up to the idea! “Not that lab-conjured swill!”
“I… I <span class="mu-i">WON’T</span> fail!” Aile exclaims in a reedy, yet still pretty-spirited voice! “Anomaly… you may wield fierce, otherworldly power, but…”
The arcane energy blanketing the chamber is set ablaze as a rush of energy explodes from where you assume Aile is standing!
>CONTD. 