Re: Epic Clash Round 4 - The Unholy Fortress
11-10-2010, 03:51 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by McBatman.
Glere thought for a moment, the body was taking a bit more getting used to than before. Then a lightbulb went off. He quickly ran over to the previous body, fishing into the vest's front pocket, retrieving the spellcoin. He held it up triumphantly.
"I'VE GOT IT!" he shouted, quickly pocketing it again, before being tackled by two cultists. The energy net had disappeared, leaving the six to advance on Spender and Glere.
"You and I keep seeming to have to work together!"
Spender groaned inwardly a bit, he hated to admit it but it did seem true. He ran forward, charging into one of the cultists, knocking the other three to the floor as he rolled off the now winded one. He jumped back onto his feet, ready to grapple again when one of the two who had tackled Glere went sailing through the air, a comically oversized boxing glove wedged against his chest. He crashed into a wall with a thud.
"....uh... huh."
Glere was suddenly thrown back against the wall as a large earthen pillar jutted out of the wall from before, before forming into a large earthen hand, gripping him tightly.
"You think you're so smart, don't you? But you will be my key to freedom, impudent wretch. And none shall mourn your passing-what are you doing." Glere was riggling despite the tight grip of the hold on him, when suddenly-SCHLOOP. The pillar was sucked into the cape, leaving him to drop to the ground.
"FIRE IN THE HOLE!!" Glere shouted again, tossing a stick of dynamite straight towards Thomas.
Glere thought for a moment, the body was taking a bit more getting used to than before. Then a lightbulb went off. He quickly ran over to the previous body, fishing into the vest's front pocket, retrieving the spellcoin. He held it up triumphantly.
"I'VE GOT IT!" he shouted, quickly pocketing it again, before being tackled by two cultists. The energy net had disappeared, leaving the six to advance on Spender and Glere.
"You and I keep seeming to have to work together!"
Spender groaned inwardly a bit, he hated to admit it but it did seem true. He ran forward, charging into one of the cultists, knocking the other three to the floor as he rolled off the now winded one. He jumped back onto his feet, ready to grapple again when one of the two who had tackled Glere went sailing through the air, a comically oversized boxing glove wedged against his chest. He crashed into a wall with a thud.
"....uh... huh."
Glere was suddenly thrown back against the wall as a large earthen pillar jutted out of the wall from before, before forming into a large earthen hand, gripping him tightly.
"You think you're so smart, don't you? But you will be my key to freedom, impudent wretch. And none shall mourn your passing-what are you doing." Glere was riggling despite the tight grip of the hold on him, when suddenly-SCHLOOP. The pillar was sucked into the cape, leaving him to drop to the ground.
"FIRE IN THE HOLE!!" Glere shouted again, tossing a stick of dynamite straight towards Thomas.