Rolled 6, 19, 12 = 37 (3d20)
>>5756290https://youtu.be/BhqsTy0W9sk?si=bY2t688fwrxCJvCDWith one hand, you use Telekinesis to hold the multiple face tentacles in place, while also wielding your Power Pole in the other as you pull it back. At the tip of it, you channel your Ki and charge up a Ki drill at the tip. 19 attempts to block the last of the face tentacles with her barrier, but it ignores her completely, evidently deciding she’s no longer worth the effort, and it launches out to you. Still keeping the others in place, you take aim with the Power Pole, right for where the face-tentacle is attached, and yell out, “EXTEND!”
It thrusts down and stabs into the face, stopping the face tentacle before it reaches you. The thing howls out its unsettling cry in agony, and you pull with all your might to tear through! The appendage is ripped off, flopping down to the floor and writing. You stare the monstrous mug down, sparks jetting out from the damaged eyes… which are kinda slowly recovering from that, so, a problem there, but more importantly it seems to recognize you, comprehend you, and… they are glaring at you with rage. You get the sense it’s almost offended that you’re even TRYING to damage it like this, and much more than that, that you’re SUCCEEDING.
You keep up your determined stare, pulling the Power Pole back a bit, then stabbing down at the next one while still keeping your telekinetic grip on the ones you’ve pinned down. You hit them again, and again, and again, taking them out one by one, until you’ve successfully removed all of them. 19 backs up a bit and starts blasting at the parts you’ve removed just to be on the safe side, while you take a battle stance with your Power Pole in both hands.
More of the room begins to shift and move, and from the floor you see it actually start to shift and change into what is probably some kind of actual arm. But just as it starts to move up, you feel the thing’s energy suddenly plummet. The hateful glare in its eyes remains even as the light fades from them, the Destron gas in the room starting to let up a bit. It… doesn’t quite feel like it’s dead, there’s still some remnants of energy in there, more like it’s entered a dormant state.
(cont.)