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Helios Sunrider · 04-17-2024, 01:57 AM

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Originally Posted by MadAlice

"I think we might try one thing that might work; we---oh, Damian, DO stop looking at that thing![/b]

Jane's voice had cut through the spreading darkness, pulling Damian's thoughts from the void. "Right." Wiping at his nose, a small red smear was left across the back of his hand before he drew his wand. "We turn up the heat then, yeah?"

"INCENDIO!" His commanding voice filled the chamber as he thrust his wand in the direction of the shapeless mass. What he lacked in finesse he made up for with barely restrained power. A fierce burst of fire erupted from the tip of his wand, warming the air, and lighting up the chamber. It was in this flash of light that they saw the true extent of the danger. The inky tendrils had been stretched across the outer walls of the chamber. Oily fingers reaching towards the door that the trio had entered from, wanting to cut off their only means of escape. Disappointment came in pairs as the flames rolled over the surface of the entity before fading into nothing. If it did anything, it certainly got it's attention.

Without time to be crestfallen, Damian had to think before the walls closed in. "My mission, mister Truebridge; is to eliminate the threat of the amalgam. Jane's is to recover whatever is left of her experiments. And you to observe and report on this little misadventure. If you think we should take a sample, then perhaps we should consider it if there's something left." This was presuming that they could overcome the challenge ahead of them.

"This is the last chance for you two to escape. If you stay, we see this through to the end." Damian had taken a step down towards the center of the room. "I think Jane's idea might work if we can get through the void membrane." Down at the bottom of the bowl, standing vigilant near the vale was Damian's ever-standing walking stick. It had been his constant companion when he first joined the Ministry of Magic, but as he healed from old wounds, he leaned on it less and less often. Today, the wizard needed it more than ever.

"Give me a distraction, and I'll give you an opening."

04-17-2024, 01:57 AM	#55 (permalink)
Helios Sunrider DoM Puffskein Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Twilight Zone Posts: 1,391	Quote: Originally Posted by MadAlice "I think we might try one thing that might work; we---oh, Damian, DO stop looking at that thing![/b] Jane's voice had cut through the spreading darkness, pulling Damian's thoughts from the void. "Right." Wiping at his nose, a small red smear was left across the back of his hand before he drew his wand. "We turn up the heat then, yeah?" "INCENDIO!" His commanding voice filled the chamber as he thrust his wand in the direction of the shapeless mass. What he lacked in finesse he made up for with barely restrained power. A fierce burst of fire erupted from the tip of his wand, warming the air, and lighting up the chamber. It was in this flash of light that they saw the true extent of the danger. The inky tendrils had been stretched across the outer walls of the chamber. Oily fingers reaching towards the door that the trio had entered from, wanting to cut off their only means of escape. Disappointment came in pairs as the flames rolled over the surface of the entity before fading into nothing. If it did anything, it certainly got it's attention. Without time to be crestfallen, Damian had to think before the walls closed in. "My mission, mister Truebridge; is to eliminate the threat of the amalgam. Jane's is to recover whatever is left of her experiments. And you to observe and report on this little misadventure. If you think we should take a sample, then perhaps we should consider it if there's something left." This was presuming that they could overcome the challenge ahead of them. "This is the last chance for you two to escape. If you stay, we see this through to the end." Damian had taken a step down towards the center of the room. "I think Jane's idea might work if we can get through the void membrane." Down at the bottom of the bowl, standing vigilant near the vale was Damian's ever-standing walking stick. It had been his constant companion when he first joined the Ministry of Magic, but as he healed from old wounds, he leaned on it less and less often. Today, the wizard needed it more than ever. "Give me a distraction, and I'll give you an opening." __________________ In over his head