Cycle 2 Phase 1
It was over. The moment its body could not keep up with its own enraged, primitive mind, the primadox knew it would not last much longer. It fought so many times before and had plenty of experience and instinct to be aware of its own fate. When the swordsman drove his blade in the beast, its legs finally gave in, though it still attempted to try and claw at him with its huge hands to no avail. Its four aberrant orbs locked on the crimson eyes of @Kijin Shihaku , as well as the approaching @Freja Sitka .
They were always like that. Screaming and hurting whenever they could and however they pleased, and never tried to communicate. Master was different. However, master was no more. It wanted to fight back, but its body did not respond. Accepting its fate, the primadox’s four eyes slowly closed as the blade finished the monster right after its last breath. Silence reigned supreme once more, just like a few minutes prior to the bloody conflict.
Aftermath: The Two Pathways
Whatever you did, you could now hear a squeaky voice calling out for the adventurers and yourself. It came from a felis that perfectly matched her voice; she was as tiny as a faerin and jumped up to a piece of the broken tables so everyone could see her. She wore white robes with orange details and had a staff on her hands. Before she talked, an adventurer whispered something on her feline ears and retreated to give her room to speak.
Eeeeey, here, ya bunch of brutes! Ova here! I’m sure nyall are aware that big oaf Zeus was flushed down the drain by the bandits, but that guy’s sure to be fine! Because of that, I, second in command am responsible for nya now. Name’s Caccu Rochinell!
A fellow adventurer’s voice could be heard from somewhere in the hall.
But you were the one that killed the beastmaster and enraged the Primadox!
SHUT NYO TRAP!
Frustrated, the small felis swung her staff at the general direction from whence the voice came - adventurers avoided the gaze of her staff like the plague. It enraged the monster, what else could happen if she casted magic again?!
Ahem. As I was sayin’, I’m the one responsible for nya lot now. Our little veteran lion buddies here found two ways to continue. As nyall can see, ‘dis big fat thing here-
The tiny felis jumped down from the broken table and kicked the primadox’s corpse, only to hop once or twice to deal with the pain from doing so.
Guh… B-broke the big wall , some of the pillars, and blocked tha way to the halls that git further inside the fortress. We ain’t wastin’ our energy here working like miners ta get all that rubble from the way, so here’s the thing.
Caccu made her way to the what used to be a glorious wall a few minutes ago, hopping her way over the debris and the mess. She looked inside, grimacing and coughing before she turned to the large band of adventurers again.
This stinks! B-but we can still go through this big hole... Cave thing in the wall tha beasty thing came from.
This time around, she hit the stone floor with the end of her staff, which launched her high in the air with magic. She proceeded to slowly soft fall over the adventurers, landing near one of the many heavy doors in the hall.
Or we can go through a hidden passageway sealed by magic in one of the secret passages the bandits came in. The big guy came from inside the trophy wall, so I’m sure tha bandits did somethin' down der'. We can expect we ain’t dealin’ with any bandits through the passageway, since the door looks sealed for a looong while, but I has no idea what could be in there. My genyus self can easily deal with the seal, though!
She stopped for a brief moment to look at the band of adventurers and see their reactions.
We don't kno de wey to get to the bandit boss, but they both seem ta go under the rubble, so we have to choose one! No splittin'! So I ask ya bunch ol’ brute cubs, where do ya think yer guts tell ya to go!?
