Ishani moves in behind the creature Arnold has a hold of and shoves her knife into it. As she does so, she yells to Headstrong and Boris.
"Five more behind us. Rahyna is gone. Time to cut our loses and go!"
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Ishani moves in behind the creature Arnold has a hold of and shoves her knife into it. As she does so, she yells to Headstrong and Boris.
"Five more behind us. Rahyna is gone. Time to cut our loses and go!"
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Narration:
The creature Arnold has grappled tries desperately to escape, and despite Arnold being much the stronger of the two, it manages to wriggle away. Suddenly finding themselves outnumbered, the creatures attempt to cut and run back down the hallway.
Their flight is interrupted by a loud booming, as Jackson steps partway down the stairs and blasts one of them with a shotgun. That one, the one Headstrong had been punching, falls down, either unconscious or dead. One of the others suddenly fades from view, while the third stops and looks confused, as it now faces opponents on two sides.
Boris, after tracing the fleeing snake people, settles on the only remaining one, smiles, and fires his custom silver .45
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ST Note: Ghosting Headstrong to move things along.
Headstrong moves forward into the hallway, telling everyone else "Go! I'll hold them out until everyone gets out." She gestures to Jackson to get moving.
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Arnold snarls and grabs at the thing as it wriggles out of his grasp. There went his food. He turns his attention to the door. He raises his voice, a powerful roar filling the Chapter House. "We are leaving!"
He leads the way out of the building, looking over his shoulder to make sure he was being followed.
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Ishani follows Arnold without question, nor does she question Headstrongs request. She did not know if the woman was an Axe, but she certainly should become one after this.
She nods to Arnold as he looks behind his shoulder, smiling at him reassuringly. "You didn't really want to eat all that slime did you?" She calls to him, seeing the look of frustration on his face as the creature pulled out of his grasp. "We'll get you some decent fare when this is over."
Boris' face shift, looking a bit disappointed, but waves it off as he takes a half turn towards the door, placing his pistol back in his shoulder holster covered by his coat, and stepping back out the door
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