Erylium watched helplessly, and with a great deal of frustration as the newly arrived monstrosity was assaulted by the duo who were apparently unaffected by her magic. For a moment she considered slaughtering one or both of them, but she was also quite distracted by the celestial birds who continued to perturb her, and she was intent on eliminating that nuisance as quickly as possible, even as her earlier wounds continued to heal themselves.
After being skewered by Saitylvaness and stripped of two thirds of his weapons by Brego's blade, Koruvus retaliated against his most recent attacker. As the monster bent slightly at the waist, there came a deep and thoroughly disgusting rumble from somewhere inside of him. He then lifted his head to face Brego, and from his wide-open, snaggletoothed maw he projected a torrent of foul-smelling and acidic blood in the bard's direction. The toxic spew burnt through Brego's clothing and bubbled painfully into his skin, but perhaps worse was the stench that was so horrible he could even taste it in his mouth as he struggled not to turn up his own insides. Following this, Koruvus reached toward the floor, attempting to retrieve one of his fallen weapons.
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| In the end, the demonic sorceress decided on the latter, focusing on her own longevity. Flying a bit further to the northwest, Erylium conjured up another duplicate of herself, and then called forth another elemental cohort; this time from the pure flames of the plane of fire. Swirling out of thin air, a small creature made of pure flame appeared before one of the celestial birds and lashed out at the winged summons with a burning tendril. The attack slammed into its target with force, but the fire itself seemed to wash harmlessly over the crane, leaving it without so much a single feather singed. |  |
After being skewered by Saitylvaness and stripped of two thirds of his weapons by Brego's blade, Koruvus retaliated against his most recent attacker. As the monster bent slightly at the waist, there came a deep and thoroughly disgusting rumble from somewhere inside of him. He then lifted his head to face Brego, and from his wide-open, snaggletoothed maw he projected a torrent of foul-smelling and acidic blood in the bard's direction. The toxic spew burnt through Brego's clothing and bubbled painfully into his skin, but perhaps worse was the stench that was so horrible he could even taste it in his mouth as he struggled not to turn up his own insides. Following this, Koruvus reached toward the floor, attempting to retrieve one of his fallen weapons.
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