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A gamble presents itself, so you take it! Rather than dodge Bea’s hand, you instead grab it and use it to pull yourself downwards!
“Wh-huh!?”
Flabbergasted by your move, the security goon is too stunned to move as you drop to her side and yank her arm into the direction of Curt’s laser! Intercepting it just in the nick of time, the air fills with the smell of burning metal and flesh as the light envelops her entire arm!
A quiet whimper escapes Bea’s mask filter as you make tracks. Tumbling away from a frantic swing of her SHOCK FLAIL, an unsettling hissing noise hits your ears as the security guard’s arm bursts into ash!
You’re barely upright before the amazon rushes you with a primal roar! Blinded by the pain in the still-sizzling stump of her arm, Bea attacks you with a flurry of blows from her flail, but none of them connect!
“Cease toying with Stan and KILL HER, you braindead OAF!”
Blinking into existence behind you, Curt joins in on the attack with a few swipes of a RADIANT BLADE sprouted from his gloved hand!
“You’re making us look like FOOLS!”
Nah, you snicker as you step to the side and let the two crash into each other, this is all them!
Growling in growing frustration, Curt swiftly teleports out from under Bea’s prone form and glares at her from above!
“C-Curt?” Hisses the giant as she spits a gob of fresh blood out her filter, “C-can… can I have some m-medicine now? She’s tougher than I thought… l-like REALLY TOUGH…”
A fed-up sneer forms on the mage’s face as he blinks to avoid your opportunistic gunshots, but it’s quickly replaced by a bemused smirk.
“Why yes,” he smiles as he retrieves a THIN, UNMARKED VIAL from his coat pocket, “What are partners for?” Chucking the thin tube at Bea’s trembling outstretched hand, he uses the confusion to send a volley of ARCANE BOLTS your way!
>ROLL ME 3d100+10 (+5 BUNNY SUIT, +5 DEMON STRENGTH) TO DODGE THE BOLTS! I’LL TAKE THE BEST OF 3 ROLLS!
