John coughs and wheezes, staring at the same darkmantle that shot past Guan, "I'm not thru with you yet."
Styg goes into full gear, sensing the desperation everyone must be feeling. These things are horrid and terribly tough. The hall is tight and maneuvering for advantage difficult. The beasts also seem able to reason out being caught in the middle, a fact that figures in tandem with the cowardice of their disappearing retreats. Styg looks around and sees the one he had smitten but it seems to have shrugged off the continuing effects of his attack very early. More bad luck.
Styg pulls out every stop he has. He first slides his hand across the edge of his battle axe, uttering the foul blessing she taught him. The blade crackles with radiant fire, in the expectation of blood or ichor.
He then martials his fury, working himself into a cold rage, remembering his training back in the land of his birth in preparation for this foray into the Realm of Legends.
Despite the burden of the door, he strikes using the every spec of fury, both eldritch and primal, that he has. Styg's massive attack quickly brings the darkmantle around the corner to an end. It drops dead to the floor, nearly cut in half after the burst of divine light.
John stares down the other nearby darkmantle, making a note of it's position and invoking his warden ability against it. Should it try to strike another ally, he will act against it. John moves next to the darkmantle that hurt Jared and calls on the power of the earth again. His own primal attack tears into the creature, but not enough to kill it. John then summons up his aegis and places it upon the darkmantle. The next time it tries to hurt a friend of his, he'll be able to to protect them.
Vicky looks worried at her friends. What little she can see of Styg hints that he's not in a very good shape. Richard is lying on the ground. ZhuGuan looks a bit helpless with only his make-shift dagger to defend himself with. Turag is practically drowning in darkmantles.
At least she can do something. She dashes past the prone Richard, ZhuGuan and Styg, holding her nose and attempting to dodge any attempt from the remaining darkmantle there. It's tentacle whips out at her, but doesn't manage to touch a hair on her head. John grins as spectral vines appear around the darkmanle attacking Vicky sliding it between Guan and himself "Sorry Guan, but I'm keeping something between you and me until you take a bath... Cause you stink."
Vicky keeps going, moving into the room beyond Styg. Once in position, she focuses her mind to yank Turag out of the two darkmantles' grasp. Then she shifts her concentration, picking up ZhuGuan's weapon and sending it flying to him.
"ZhuGuan! Your sword is right above your right arm," she calls out, not sure how much he can see yet. ZhuGuan blinks once trying to gain his senses when he sees his weapon in arm's reach.
Almost on instinct, Jared points his rod in his attackers general direction, still lying on the ground himself. The shadows that flow out from it, form into the shape of a large hound which leaps at the Darkmantle. At the same time the halfling shakes his head, trying to clear it. The darkmantle gets pushed up next to its darkmantle cousin, John and Guan. Guan then eyes the darkmantle moving towards him; pushed by Jared's dark abilities. The halfling seems to have made it back to his feet.
"Thanks!" He shouts back at Vicky and drops his makeshift weapon, grabs his glaive and in a single motion cuts the creature that had shoved him aside, but was pushed back to him. His glaive tears through the creature. It drops lifelessly to the ground as the focus of John and Jared's powers lose their focus.
Richard mumbles something to himself, a small prayer to inspire him. He gathers up his strength trying to ignore his wounds, but does not rise from the ground. He crawls past ZhuGuan Yu, through the horrible stench radiating from his body and over the gore of the fallen darkmantles. Still hurt, he swings upwards from his prone position. His sword clips the under carriage of the already hurt darkmantle, but it continues to float there.
Horrified by the near-death experience, Turag takes advantage of his momentary freedom. He retreats backwards towards the darkness and concentrates on calming himself and trying to recover his vigor. He knows that at any moment those two darkmantles will come flying out of the hallway and come back to swarm him again.
The badly injured darkmantle is surrounded by Guan, Richard and John. It views Richard as the weaker target since he is still on the ground, but it recalls the vines. It instead decides to attack the source of the power that was used against him. He tries to wrap itself around John, but misses terribly. The first of the darkmantles that had been attacking Turag pops out from the hallway. It senses Guan immediately and attacks the slippery half-elf.
The darkmantles tentacles begin to wrap around Guan, but Styg comes from out of nowhere. He
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The last darkmantle moves out of the hallway. It thinks about going after Turag whose blood it has already tasted, but Richard proves to be more tantalizing lying prone on the ground. It floats over Styg's bleeding body and then tries to engulf the prone warlord. Though its prey seemed an easy meal, Richard manages to duck enough to avoid the tentacles, but he is forced to look right into the face of Styg who is slipping away... having sacrificed himself to protect ZhuGuan.