-Shakes her head- No, please stay you are. We...won't know what else is in the room.
-Starts treating Roger with earnest due-
-Science, medicine, go—
-The tentacle should not be that tough-
-But that it did-
-And it bats off the attack, and lashes as well at Fen-
-While an even bigger tentacle starts to form on the gate-
-And the flesh coalescence into— What even is that
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-That's a flesh...thing the size of a building, for sure-
-Hops back, and starts muttering spell rapid fire-
edited 12th Jul '15 12:26:06 PM by f1r3lemon
всегда веренok, obviously my small fry weaponry isn't gonna cut it here
-he puts away his swords and then transforms into his alt form
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Midgardsormr!
-He fires off a large blast of energy from one of his hands at the flesh thing-
edited 12th Jul '15 12:30:31 PM by Bcom
Ah—Hm...Can you...stay with Roger? I'm sure he appreciates your company.
-Starts lathering the wounds with medigels, and patching up the rest-
-The tentacles fighting Alpha splits up into multitudes of smaller tentacles, all of them rushing to her-
-Some are cut, but there are plenty more coming for her-
-Sensing the incoming projectile, a flesh-bone almagram of skin shoots out in front of it-
-Taking the hit, and leaving nothing but ashes, and an intact flesh inchoate about it-
-It gives off a shrill scream, inciting fear universally among the combatants-
-Whatever that thing is made off, that thing is tough as nails-
-And the blade fails to get through-
-In response, with Fen still grabbing onto it, a few smaller tentacles shoots out from the base and tries to grab her leg and drag her down-
-Aziz grits his teeth, and uses one of his fingers to snap the other backwards-
-While his eyes and mechanical hand glows a dull red-
всегда верен

Well- you are here now, anyway.
-nods- Mmm.
Ze approach is everyzhing.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post