~Charles, you are currently in a narrow spiral staircase that goes down in clockwise direction, and you are right-handed~
~are you sure you can pull this reckless maneuver off?~
~Six, you seem to be in luck, since your and Igno's combined efforts downed them~
~or at least mostly, as there is still that ghost swirling around, unaffected by mere bullets and slowly moving towards... the Tanks by the gate?~
-Charles considers this-
-Then thanks Sigmar that his common senses has won out and stops himself from trying to act on this brave but ridiculously risky plan-
-He instead whispers something to Deathclaw-
-...A few seconds later, a very young baby griffon has lept out from the very bottom of the staircase and pounced onto the robed mage, making a very high-pitched roar as it sinks its front talons into the robed one-
edited 2nd Aug '17 1:14:38 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Six: ...oh, fucking fucksticks.
[Anyone got anything that can dispel spirits? Because we are going to be in for a very bad time if we don't.]
-Six starts dashing towards Dinah's reported location-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."~Six, you find Dinah braced against a wall of ice, a pile of dead nazi soldiers in front of her~
~looks like every one of them has a dagger in his dick~
~every single one~
~Charles, you see your companion dive his talons deep into the mage's neck, eleciting not much more than a pained gurgle as he sinks to the floor~
~the two remaining guards fumble around, trying to ready their weapons and storm the staircase~
~I don't think you have much time to react here, so what do you do?~
~Mindy is able to continously sweep away the incoming reinforcements from inside the Fort~
~Aaaand Igno, you manage to get to the tank the ghost was heading for before he did~
~what now?~
edited 2nd Aug '17 1:35:38 PM by LeChuck4
-Charles, putting his trust in Deathclaw, orders it to attack as he moves carefully down the stairs with his shield raised to get into actual fighting range. Deathclaw leaps to harass one of the fumbling guards by clawing the shit out of his face-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)

~Six, the boulder lands directly in front of you, only barely not scraping your face off~
~Dinah, the wall is able to support you~
~that's some sturdy ice~
~Charles, before you do that, please give me a common sense check~
~Igno, you put a whole lot of holes into the mage, and he...~
Mage #2: "PAN FERUM OBLIVIA ZERWAGEN!"
~screams this with his last breath before his soul leaves his mortal coil~
~...no, I mean literally, there's now some weird mist-like entity emerging from the dead mage, swirling through the air above him~