Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Myra will stow the greatsword away so she could better focus on staying alive. As Myra makes haste to get out of the enemies' crossfires and back onto the ship, she casts a healing spell, hoping that the extra restoration will hold her up. In spite of how fuzzy her bird-brain feels right now, the ravenfolk manages to come up with an idea. "Mayor," she calls out to the armored golem through telepathy, "Can you...hear me...? I got hit...Can you....hel-guh, pain, hurts- help...me...get back...aboard...? Woozy, want to sleep..." She admits to herself that she should be trying to contact the other teammates, but her ego is a terrible force that, even now, will only allow her to resort to the speechless Golem for help. She resigns herself to worry about practicing humility and restraint if or when she makes it back to safety.

You stow the sword away in hammerspace, then heal yourself and keep flying in a daze. More things hit you, but soon you find yourself crash landing beak-first on the deck of the airship. Fortunately those plants you grew on it earlier help break the fall. You black out anyway.

Bohw is bemused with Nos' speech, seeming to grow more excited as he glorifies their attack. All up until Nos shares his idea of using her hellbent power in combat, where her mood does a full circle and she begins to frown, disappointed. Bohw brushes Nos' hand off her shoulder and takes a breath to settle herself, looking down at the deck of the ship. "No... no, don't say that." She murmurs, "I don't expect you of all people to understand, but that's a bad idea."

Folding her arms, she looks back at Nos, a little more composed now. "I'm more powerful, sure." Bohw says, looking dejected. "Whatever possesses me wants everything in the world dead, I can't control it and no-one has ever came close to a solution to that." Bohw then looks back down, to gaze over her own hand. Thinking for a moment however, she recalls the recent fight with Echo. "...Well..."

Without warning however, Mayor rises up suddenly and interrupt's Bohw's train of thought, his loud stomps making him the center of attention as he hurries over to the back of the ship. Gazing over the town below, the colours in his crystallized armor begins to drain and light begins to coalesce in his eyes. He hasn't got the time to question why Myra was still down there as he searches madly for her, but he soon spots Myra among the chaos, who hears a rather unexpected response.

Hold on.

As the ball of light in his face begins to grow even bigger, chunks of his crystal form break off, unable to withstand the energy being gathered. And then suddenly, Mayor lurches backwards and fires a beam of tremendous energy down below! The large beam shoots past Myra and begins devastating the monsters lashing out at her, his attack cutting through large swathes of Corshar and shadow monsters alike. Hopefully Myra will be able to retreat to the ship, while all the monsters attacking her are preoccupied with being teared apart.

Mayor fires a massive laserbeam of destruction, shearing through the monsters below in an effort to protect Myra. Its difficult to tell how well it works, but Myra makes it back to the ship alive, if only barely so.

Also, Mayor carved a massive path of destruction in just a few seconds, and he gets several looks of the deepest respect from the remaining survivors.

Meanwhile, Savannah and Taran keep tending the wounded as Ziras stands back up after having finished a spell on a group.

"I thank you for your intervention." He says. "Even in the middle of this slaughter, atleast these people have survived. I will take them to my city and prepare. I suspect our friends the monsters will be coming for me, and i dont know if i can stop them. Which is why i must ask you to go to the capital, Valonar. If any hope remains to stop this, it will be found in the caves beneath that city. And perhaps the king will have reinforcements to offer, though i find that difficult to believe."