Chrysalis

Putting the servants on the defensive was only phase one of the plan, but it appears to have worked. There are six of them here at the moment, and possibly more still in hiding, but so long as we’re careful we should be fine. It’s rare that every mage comes when I turn up, in fact the one time they did we just turned around and ran off. However, it seems that the Lizard Wizard can’t spare them and that remains the only time I’ve seen all of them in the field at once, luckily for us.

[Don’t let yourselves get roasted,] I warned my pets.

I wouldn’t put it past either of them to go too far and try to tank a few spells in order to try and help me. It’s a wonderful spirit but I’m not willing to risk the health of my pets for something as small as this. If this attempt doesn’t succeed, then we’ll just try again until either we succeed or die trying.

[I’m being careful, Master] Crinis assured me.

[Grrrrr] Tiny grunted.

Time to put more pressure on these mages!

I continued to blitz around with my dash skill, which rapidly drained my stamina but I didn’t have a choice, what with the fireballs and infernos that were being conjured around me. Even so, I managed to find the time to squeeze off a cheeky shot from the business district. A bit of guerrilla marketing, if you will.

POW! POW! POW!

All three shots hammered home onto the hastily raised shield of one mage who had the enjoyable experience of their line of sight being covered with a sticky, adhesive acid that began to bubble and hiss as it ate away the magical protection that surrounded them. Nasty!

Another mage hampered, another step closer to the ultimate victory. Now for the next one. Rolling underneath a jet of flame one of the mages unleashed at me, nearly catching my own antennae on fire, I spun expertly and fired once again!

POW! POW! POW!

Three more blasts of acid, one more inconvenienced mage!

a hard time maintaining their barrage, what with the imminent threats to their lives, so the pressure

POW! POW! POW!

the fight. Let’s call that mage,

high just in time for another jet of flame to pass underneath me. Close, but no cigar! I wonder why these mages rely on fire magic so much in fights like this.

work. Filled with malicious intent, my two smaller minds begin to activate the external mana manipulation skill they have become so familiar with over the last week or so, and begin to try and

mage felt what I was doing, desperately trying to fend off my physical body as

but it won’t help my dear friend, Biomass A. I shall taste the sweet, sweet experience that is contained within you

of feel sorry for the Setsulah on one level. They don’t really have a choice in what they get up to, magically bound slaves that they are. Ultimately though, what does it matter? Willing or not, they’ve been doing their darned best

we go, then. Big daddy (or mommy, I shouldn’t assume) lizard wizard is getting mad now that I’m attacking its servants directly. The storm overhead is brewing again and it’s looking

*CRACKLE*

speed. It won’t be long before the

and his crew, each wielding the metal spears they have diligently been practicing throwing for the last few hours. Like a hunting party of angry tribesmen, they lofted the spears over their shoulders as they ran and hurled them high into the air with a mighty roar. The weapons arced gracefully through the sky before they thudded into the dirt, standing tall and upright as

agitation as it stared down at a small field of newly sprouted metal poles. At this sort of distance, you can’t control the lightning too precisely, can you Mr Lizard? No, no, you have to use this big overhead mess of a spell at this sort of range and although you might get through to me eventually, how much

tormenting my target, Biomass A, I appeared to have

*BOOM!* *BOOM!*

but thanks to the spears, things were made more difficult for the Kaarmodo. Sometimes the lightning would fall

to test its strength. The entire engagement had only taken a minute up to this point but things were rapidly coming to a

grab tactic, we were here for

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon!

Fire

a

suddenly Crinis’ voice rang in my

[Master!]