>>6314327“Sorry.” Crowley shrugs his shoulders and scratches his head. “I think it’s rude to speak in a language others present do not speak. Could you repeat that question in a more common tongue?”
You watch as Adam’s jaw shifts, eyes narrowing. The man was not amused by Crowley’s antics. He turns towards you, and much to your surprise, begins speaking in a language you can actually understand.
“This floor…” He says shakily. The man’s thick accent gave away that this was not a tongue he was overly familiar with. “You cannot traverse it without the spilling of blood. The warp panel will disappear soon. Go. Leave that man to his fate, and we shall not be forced to come to blows.”
>“To be honest, I wouldn’t mind coming to blows.” You grin, unsheathing your axe and aiming it towards the two Dagdans. “You guys look pretty strong. And I see you’re carrying three badges. Leaving now would be missing out on all the fun.”The Gallowglass do not look the slightest bit intimidated by your threat.
“Go. The vampire is deceiving you. You throw away your lives.”
>“Vampire?” You’d never heard that term before. Must have been a regional insult. You shrug, turning your head towards your comrades. “Ready?”Saoirse and Butch nod, and the three of you jump into the arena. Only, as soon as your boots touch the ground, you find that you are teleported back into the stands from which you came from.
“Party limit exceeded.” The same voice that had commenced Oleg and Nathaniel’s match earlier once more rings out. “Please adjust accordingly.”
“The hell just happened?” Butch asks.
>“I think the floor wants us to…fight fairly.”“No…” Butch mouths in horror.
The floor’s warp panel disappears, even as Adam removes a massive two-handed sword from his back.
“You are stuck here now. Do not say you were not given due warning. If you plan to stand in our way, then hurry and meet your fate.”
“Pick me.” Saoirse says. “With those oversized weapons, those oafs will be unable to lay a finger upon me. Let us show them the power of the Crest of Indech.”
“No, pick me.” Butch says. “I want to fight, and the way I see it you owe me for the pig.”
“Well, don’t pick me.” Crowley says. “My stomach hurts.”
>Choose an ally to tag team with.>A): Saoirse>B): Butch>C): Crowley 