Chrysalis

Of course they don't want to fight, why would they want to fight? All they have to do is keep us here until more of their stupid triads show up. If I was them, I wouldn't fight me either! Argh! What the heck am I going to do now? My mind spins as another triad of Warriors straightens up behind us, trying to box us in. Two triads are here now, and I don't doubt there are more, including Shaper triads, on their way to track us down. I'm guessing if we try and fight these guys they'll just retreat and delay whilst keeping their eyes on us until enough show up that they can put us down.

I can't afford to wait! I need to force the action to happen right now!

Gravity mana floods my mandibles and they begin to glow an ominous purple. I turn to face the Warriors behind us, blocking us off from the passage Jim has retreated through. They brandish their weapons and ready themselves for battle, but they won't be prepared for what comes next!

YOINK!

I pull the Golgari positioned in the centre and he falls toward me in a rush. Mandibles open wide, I prepare to 'welcome' this guest to the battle but am interrupted when the other two members of the triad dash to their ally and throw themselves bodily at him, weighing him down. Interesting. Perhaps they were told a few things by the Shapers before they came out? If so, they work quickly. Even if they didn't fall into my mandibles, I've still created an opportunity. The three Golgari in front are lying tangled in a heap, unable to protect themselves.

[Tiny! Keep those three of our backs whilst I deal with these punks. Invidia, help me get these three out of action, but no fatalities.]

[Master, are you sssssure?]

[We don't need to give them extra motivation to hunt us down. I want them unable to fight, but still living. That means explody magic is on the shelf.]

[…. Understood.]

open wide and I snap them shut without activating any Skills. Somehow, my target manages to twist away and I follow as Inivida launches a blizzard of mental strikes against

organising a fighting retreat as I close in. Sorry about

CHOMP! CHOMP! CHOMP!

bit of trouble, what with the stone skin and all, but ultimately they fall prey

I don't want them to die, but I don't

at me for a

[Isss that likely?]

[… The dancing? No!]

appears to be enjoying himself as blades of light slash at his body and he responds with

them off, Tiny! I'll try and vanish and then we'll get you and

bellows, throwing

think that means he's

make sure he doesn't

Jim is safe, then extract my

FWOOSH!