Tue 11th Aug 2020 02:40

Entry 34 ... served once.

by Vaz

Wisps surround General Blade Heart, overtaking him. I must find a better ground to attack from, hopefully I can loose these creatures. Master works perfectly to dance in with his blade and cut through the opening. This General is resilient, only going down to swear at his attacker, but the shard bounces free. This is what Master risked everything for, all of us where to come gather this piece of the blade. The Magic Eating Bird returns with a roar that would wet the breeches of most men, but this is nothing I will wait to see what happens in this filthy situation. This General knows death is near once this feathered doom appears, and steps through shadows even I could not chase. This bird looks to leave, it is too late a move must be made, I was hoping to save this fruit to cultivate a poison farm, oh well I must serve the Master. The Bird has my fucking hand in its beak, we go hire, shit I must break free, there is time.... fuck.
 
Meat, delicious meat, Viashano learned well, to rip flesh from your enemy and gain its strength. Everyone made it down here... interesting. This beast is still in a rampage but the skin changer still believes it deserves to live, what a ridiculous notion. (1/7 Ki) This beast is not known to me I must see it die. The damn thing takes flight before we are able to recover the damn blade, but Tassadre is still down here, at least something will die here. There is no time to waste, we must destroy him. It seems there are some tool brought to life in front of us, truly we don't have the moments to waste, once this ingrate dies we will be able to see what secrets lies here.
 
It seems the housekeepers here couldn't bother to discipline their workers and had to create ones that moved without a will of their own, what weakness, they are quickly dispatched. This next room, we thought we would find Tassadre but instead Master says this is an attempt to rebuild the "Bloody Hand of God" and Nematta is here. This is everything we were looking to avoid.
 
The Soul Changer is able to lock the Lady in a battle of wills, they are wrestling for control. Things are out of hand, and this is not a battle we can win by conventional means. I hand the splinter of the spear to Elya, she has a plan. Never would I have expected the plan to be smash it into that crazy ass wand she found, magic erupts through the room, fire and lightning rain down on Nermatta, though she grows larger.