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Nats, you snap as mountains of bones rise around you, <span class="mu-s">LET’S TEAR HIM TO SHREDS!</span>
Crashing down upon you like tidal waves, your vision goes dark for a moment before it comes back tinged <span class="mu-r">RED!</span> As you dig your way out like a rocket-propelled drill, <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> is already waiting with a <span class="mu-r">RADIANT BLADE</span> taller than him! Darting to the side, you feel the radiating heat sting your demonic skin as it hurtles towards the ground!
“<span class="mu-s">DIE! DIE! DIIIIIE!</span>”
The Lich sends a squadron of <span class="mu-r">BURNING SKULLS</span> your way, each one quaking and eager to explode! Dipping and dodging between the explosions as they light up the chamber, you screech to a halt when the sorcerer’s blade parries your claws and holds you in place!
The whole room shakes as the two of you clash blades–neither giving an inch! Feeling every tendon in your devilish arms start to burn, you almost consider disengaging before you feel something give in <span class="mu-r">TIM’S</span> defenses–THERE!
Filling the air with a beastial roar, you shove his magical blade aside and pounce! A peculiar buzzing tickles your teeth as you dig in–no doubt a barrier similar to what Curt had. All the same, you carve through like it was a Thanksgiving turkey and get a few clawfuls of cloak and bone before an invisible force blasts you backwards!
“<span class="mu-s">THIS CHANGES NOTHING, STANLEY! NOTHING!</span>”
Crashing through the wall, you hang by a claw over the dizzying expanse below the fort for a moment before you notice an army of spectral skeletons rushing towards you to finish the job! Pulling yourself back in, you swat the freaky phantoms aside as <span class="mu-r">BONE SPIRES</span> burst from the bones below to halt your advance!
Some of them you dodge–others you just slice through, but as you close in for another attack, a cloud of black mist washes over <span class="mu-r">TIM–</span> a shroud that makes your demonic spine chill just looking at it! Staying the course, your fears prove to be valid–every second within the mist feels like a million gnarled fingernails and teeth scraping at your flesh, and though you immediately feel boiling devil blood ooze across your flesh, you push through long enough to tear through <span class="mu-r">TIM’S</span> ribs!
“<span class="mu-s">AAAAUGH! MY STERNUM!</span>” Contracting in shock and pain, The Lich grabs for you, but you’re already gone! Bursting out of his back like a red-eyed bullet, you’re caught by the sorcerer’s backhand and sent flying through <span class="mu-i">another</span> wall!
Saving yourself again, you look past the rush of spectral skeletons to find <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> aiming five glowing finger’s worth of spells in your direction!
“<span class="mu-s">DEATH RAY!</span>”
<span class="mu-b">ROLL ME 3d100 TO DODGE THE SPELLS! I’LL TAKE THE BEST OF 3 ROLLS!</span>
